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KINGDOM  SONGS 

FOR  SUNDAY-SCHOOL.  PRAYER  MEETING 

CHRISTIAN  WORKERS'  SOCIETIES 

and  ALL  SEASONS  OF  PRAISE 


Published  by  Authority  of 

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JUN  8  1921 


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Exhortation  to  Praise 


GOD  SHOULD  BE  PRAISED: 

By  All  Peoples. 

"All  the  earth  shall  worship  thee,  and  shall  si^ig  unto  thee;  they 
■shall  sing  unto  thy  name"  (Psa.  66:  4).  "Let  everything  that 
hath  breath  praise  the  Lord.     Praise  ye  the  Lord"  (Psa.  150:  6). 

With  Mind  and  Heart. 

"  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul:  and  all  that  is  within  me,  bless  his 
holy  name"  (Psa.  103:  1).  "I  will  praise  thee,  O  Lord,  with  my 
whole  heart.  ...  I  will  sing  oraise  to  thy  name,  O  thou  most 
High"  (Psa.  9:  1,  2). 

In  Prayer  and  Song. 

"  O  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord.  .  .  .  For  the  Lord  is  a  great 
God.  .  .  .  O  come,  let  us  worship  and  bow  down;  let  us  kneel 
before  the  Lord  our  Maker"  (Psa.  95:  1-6).  "Be  filled  with  the 
Spirit;  speaking  to  yourselves  in  psalms  and  hymns  and  spiritual 
songs,  singing  and  making  melody  in  your  heart  to  the  Lord" 
(Eph.  5:  18,  19). 

At  All  Times. 

"  I  will  bless  the  Lord  at  all  times:  his  praise  shall  continually 
be  in  my  mouth"  (Psa.  34:  1).  "I  will  sing  unto  the  Lord  as 
long  as  I  live:  1  will  sing  praise  to  my  God  while  I  have  my 
being"  (Psa.  104:  33). 

Under  All  Circumstances. 

Though  in  prison,  "At  midnight  Paul  and  Silas  prayed,  and  sang 
praises  unto  God  "  (Acts  16:  25).  "Although  the  fig  tree  shall  not 
blossom.  .  .  .  and  the  fields  shall  yield  no  meat.  .  .  .  yet  I  will 
rejoice  in  the  Lord"  (Hab.  3:  16,  17).  "Praise  is  comely  for  the 
upright  "  (Psa.  33:   1). 


DEDICATION. 


To  every  one  who  is  willing  to  "  serve  the  Lord  with  gladness  " 
and  to  "  come  before  his  presence  with  singing,"  to  every  Sunday- 
school  scholar  and  worker,  and  to  everv  Christian  Worker  is  thi-^ 
book  of  KINGDOM  SONGS  faithfully  dedicated. 

THE  COMMITTEE. 
Copyrighted,  1911. 


Kingbom  Songs. 


No.  1. 

R.  Qrant. 


0  Worship  the  Kin^. 


F.  J.  Haydn. 


1.  0    wor-ship  the  King     all  glo  -  rious    a  -  bove, 

2.  0     tell    of    His  might  and  sing    of    His   grace, 

3.  Thy  boun  -  ti  -  ful  care  what  tongue  can  re  -  cite? 

4.  Frail  chil-dren  of  dust,  and  fee  -  ble   as    frail, 

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Whose  robe  is  the 
It  breathes  in  the 
In    Thee  do    we 


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trust,    nor     find  Thee 


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love;  Our  Shield  and  De  -  fend  -  er,    the 
space;  His    char  -  iots  of   wrath  the  deep 
light.  It  streams  from  the  hills,  it     de- 
fail;  Thy    mer  -  cies  how    ten  -  der!  how 


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thun-der-clouds  form,  And  dark  is    His  path  on    the  wings  of  the  storm, 
scends  to  the  plain.  And  sweet-ly   dis  -  tills    in     the  dew  and  the   rain, 
firm    to    the    endl    Our  Mak-er,  De  -  fend  -  er,  Re-deem  -  er  and  Friend. 


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No.  2. 


Mrs.C.H.  M. 


Songs  of  the  Kingdom. 


COPYRIGHT,    1008,  BY  J.  M.  HARRIS. 


Mrs.  C.  H.  Morris. 


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1.  On  -  ly    a     pil  -  grim  here  and  a      stranger,  Seek-ing  a      cit  -  y 

2.  Sing  of  His  blood  which  purchased  our  par -don,  Sing  of  His  mer-cy, 

3.  Sing  of  that  won-drous  cit  -  y  of  man  -  sions,  Je  -  sus  Him  -  self  its 

4.  Keep  your  harp  tuned,  0  child  of  the  Kingdom,  Washed  and redeemed,thro' 


build-ed  on  high, 

boundless  and  free; 

glo  -  ry  and  light; 

Je  -  sus  an  heir; 

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Sing  me  the  songs  of  Christ  and  His  glo  -  ry, 
Sing  of  His  love  which  flows  as  a  riv  -  er, 
Sing  of  the  rest  God's  peo  -  pie  a  -  wait  -  ing, 
Soon, with  our  life-work  done,  we  shall  join  them, 

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These,  on  -  ly  these  my  heart  sat-is  -  fy. 
Sing  of  His  grace  which  saves  e-ven  me. 
Walk-ing  with  Him  in  gar-raents  of  white. 
In     the  glad  glo  -  ry  -  song  o-ver    there. 
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Beau-ti-ful,  beau    -    -     ti  -  ful 

Beaa  -  ti-ful,  beao-ti  -  fal. 


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Bongs  of  the  King    -    dom,       Lift-ing  our  souls  to   glo-ries   a  -  bove. 

eongs  of   the   Eingdom  of  besT  •  en, 


No.  3. 


J.  M.S. 


More  Like  Jesus. 

COPYRIGHT,  187R,  BY  J.  M.  BTILUMAN. 
COPYRIGHT,  1696,   Bt    E.  O.  EXCELL. 


J.  M.  StIIIman. 


1.  I  want  to  be  more  like  Je  -  sus,  And  fol-low  Him  day     by  day; 

2.  I  want  to  be  kind  and  gen  -  tie,  To    those  ^ho  are  in        dis- tress; 

3.  I  want  to  be  meek  and  low  -  ly,  Like  Je  -  sus,  our  Friend  and  king; 

4.  I  want  to  be  pure    and  ho-  -  ly,  As    pure   as   the  crys  -  tal  snow; 


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To  corn-fort  the  bro-ken  heart -ed,  With  sweet  words  of  ten  -  der  -  ness. 
I     want  to    be  strong  and  ear -nest,  And   souls   to     the  Sav  -  ior   bring. 
I     want  to  love  Je   -   sus  dear  -  ly.  For    Je  -  sus  loves  me,    I      know. 


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No.  4, 


Speed  the  Kingdom. 


W.  L.  T. 


COPYRIGHT,   1908,  BY  WILL  L.  THOMPSON,  EAST  LIVERPOOL,  OHIO. 

Will  L.  Thompson. 


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1.  Let     ev  -  'ry    one  who  feels     the  call,     Of     Je  -  sus     in     his     soul, 

2.  Lord  now  with -in     my  heart     be  -  gin,    To  make  Thy  kingdom  known; 

3.  Thy  king-dom  come, Thy  will     be  done.  On  earth     as  now    on  high; 

4.  Help  speed  the  time  when    sin    and  crime, Shall  be     on  earth  no  more; 

5.  Let     ev  -  'ry  heart  His     love  im  -  part,   Till  sin's  dark  pow'r  be  gone, 

C.  His  name  and  teach-ings  shall   a  -  bound,  As    on    the    a  -  ges   roll; 

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Help  spread  His  king  -  dom  o  -  ver  all,  Come  in  His  cause  en  -  roll. 
Give  me  to  feel  with  fer  -  vent  zeal,  The  cause  of  Christ  my  own. 
Lord  ev  -  'ry  -  where  this  is  our  pray'r,  0  bring  Thy  king-dom  nigh. 
When  truth  and  love  from  heav'n  a-bove,  Shall  o'er  all  na  -  tions  soar. 
Theu  all  the  earth  shall  know  His  worth, And  speed  His  kingdom  on. 
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No.  5.        All  the  Earth  Shall  Worship  Thee. 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


COPYRIGHT,  1«O0,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WOR06  AND  MUSIC. 


Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


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1.  All  the  earth  shall  wor  -  ship  Thee,  WTiile  an  -  gels  cry    a    -    loud, 

2.  All  the  earth  shall  wor  -  ship  Thee,  The  spring-time  blos-soms  fair, 

3.  All  the  earth  shall  wor  -  ship  Thee,  The    peo  -  pie    far     a   -   way, 

4.  All  the  earth  shall  wor  -  ship  Thee,  E    -  ter  -  nal  Lord  and   King; 

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And  meek  -  ly  their  bright  fac  -  es  veil.   In     a    -    do  -  ra  -  tion  bowed. 

The    sum  -  mer  fruits,  the  win  -  try  snow,  Thy  gra-cious  hand  de  -  elare. 

Shall  see    the  Star     of     Bethlehem  rise,  And  hail     the  gos  -  pel  day. 

Our     lips    re  -  peat    the  bless  -  ed  sung  That  heav'n-!y  chor  -  als  sing. 


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No.  6. 


Fanny  Crosby, 


Praise  Ye  the  Lord. 

COPVRIQHT,   t903,  BY  E.  0.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MU6IC. 


KJ      h    I 


John  R,  Sweney. 


1.  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  God  of  our  sal-va-tion,  Lift  up  your  hearts  and 

2.  Praise  ye  the  Lord  whose  truth  a  -  bid-eth  ev-er,  Trust  in  His  word  who 

3.  Praise  Him,  ye  stars,  the  arch  of  night  a-dom-ing,  Ye    who  be  -  held   the 

4.  Strike, strike  your  harps,  ye  sainted  ones  in  glory.  Ye  who  have  pass'd  with- 


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mag  -  ni  -  fy  His  name;.  Praise  ye  the  Lord  with  ho  -  ly  a  -  do  -  ra-tion, 

marks  the  spar-rows'  fall;  Hope  in  His  love  whose  mercy  fail-eth  nev-er, 

new  ere  -  a-tion's  worth;  Ye     who  re-joiced  to  ush  -  er  in  the  morumg, 

in      the  gates  of  light;  Shout,  shout  a-loud  redemption's  hallowed  story. 


Choeus. 


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Tell  of  His  pow'r  His  mighty  works  proclaim. 

Look  un  -  to  Him  who  watcheth  o  -  ver    all.  Praise  ye  the  Lord,     ye  an-gels 
Bright  with  the  smile  that  hail'd  Messiah's  birth.  tiie  i^ord. 

While  with  the  King  ye  walk  in  spot-less  white. 

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Praise  Ye  the  Lord. 


eta  and  mart}TS  swell  the  joyful  song,  Honor  and  majesty  to  Him  be-long. 


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6weet  Praise. 


USED  BY  PER.  OF  MR6.  6ALLIE  K.  HOLSINGER. 

Mrs.  Frank  A.  Breck.     copyright,  iwo,  by  geo.  b.  holsinger 


Geo.  B.  Holsingrer. 


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1.  Praise  Mr  great  Redeemer,  praise  Him, praise  Him!  Tell  His  righteousness  shout  and  sing; 

2.  Christ  hath  bro't  us  gladness,  highest  gladness!  Tell  His  blessedness, praise  Hisnamc; 

3.  Shout,Ofloodsofocean,prai3eHim,praiseDim!Mouiltains;smg  of  Hira,vales  and  hills; 


Tell  His  lov-ing-kind-ness,  praise  Him, praise  Him!Praise  our  Re-deem-er-King. 
Great  His  love  and  mer-cy,  ev  -  er-last-ing!  Let  us  His  love  pro-claim. 
Men   and  fair-est  angels,praise  Him, praise  Him!  Till  high  -  est  heav-en  thrills. 


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Sing  His  prais     -     es,         Praise  His  name; 

Sing   ye   His  praises,    Joy-f  ul  -  ly  praise  Him,  Sing  ye  His  praises,  praise  ye  His  name ; 


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Praise    the  bless-ed  Sav-ior, praise  Him  I  praise  Him!  Sing  un-to  Him  sweet  praise. 


No.  8. 


D.  R.  Van  Sickle. 


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All  Mail,  Immanuel! 

COPYRIGHT,   1910,  BYE.  O.  EXCELL. 
WOaDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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2.  All   hail      to  Thee,  Im-man  -  u  -  el,  The    ran    -    -    somed  hosts  sur- 

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round  Thee;  And  carth-Iy  monarchs  clamor  forth  Their  Sov  -  'reign,King  to- 
Sav   -  iorl  Thy  foes  are  vanquished,  and  Thou  art  Om  -  nip    -    -     o  -  tent  for 

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No.  9. 


Faith's  Prayer. 


COPYRIGHT    1903,  BY  R.  H.  WILLIS. 

Emma  Graves  Dietrick.    transferred  to  w.  l.  Thompson,  1904. 


R.  Hayes  Willis. 


1.  Lead  me,  dear  Lord,  by  Thine  own  hand,  Wher-e'er  the  path  may    go; 

2.  Teach  me,  dear  Lord,  in  Thine  own  way,  "Waat-e'er    I  ought  to    be; 

3.  Guide  me,  dear  Lord,  by  Thine  own    eye,  In      ev  -    'ry  step    I  take; 


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It     may     be     fair  or    des  -  ert   land,    I        do    not  need  to    know. 
The  les  -  sons  may  be  hard  to    say,     The  path  too  dark  to     see. 
So    shall     I     feel  Thee  al-ways   nigh.    And    live    for  Thy  dear   sake. 


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I  on  -  ly  need  to  trust  Thy  care,  To  know  Thy  love  is  sure. 
But  hold  -  ing  fast  Thy  pierc-ed  hand,  I  can  -  not  go  a  -  miss; 
And   look  -  ing  up  to  Thee,  my  Guide,      Thro'  dark-ness  or  thro'  light, 


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To  let  Thee  all  my  bur  -  dens  bear.  And  in  Thy  strength  en-  dure. 
Un  -  til  1  reach  the  Un  -  seen  Land  By  faith  I'll  walk  in  this. 
May  I       in    trust  -  ful  faith  a  -  bide      Till    faith    is    lost      in  sight. 


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No.  10.      The  Answering  Time  Will  Come. 


ilary  B.  Wlngate. 


COPYRIGHT,  1fl08,  BY  JAMEB  M.  BLACK. 
U8bD  6Y  PER. 


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Ask  what  thou  wilt,  be  -  liev-ing   heart,  The  an-swer-ing  time  will  come; 
Ask    in  the  name  of   Christ  thy  Lord,  The  an-swer-ing  time  will 
God^s  Word  is  sure,  it     can  -  not   fail.   The  an-swer-ing  time  will 
God  will  not  mock  be  -  liev-mg  pray'r,  The  an-swer-mg  time  will 


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Pray  and  be-lieve—  that    is     thy   part,  The  an-swer-ing  time  will  come. 

Rest  on  the   prom-ise     of     His  word,  The  an-swer-ing  time  will  come. 

The  pray'r  of  faith  shall   yet   pre  -  vail,   The  an-swer-mg  time  will  come. 

He  knows  the     bur-den   thou  dost  bear,  The  an-swer-ing  time  will  come. 


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No.  11.     Leaning  On  the  Lverlasting  Arms. 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


COPYRIGHT  BY  A.  J.  6H0WALTER. 
UaeO  UY  PER. 


A.J.  Showalter. 


1.  What     a    lei  -  low-ship,  what  a    joy  di  -  vine,  Lean-ing  on  the  ev  -  er- 

2.  Oh,      how  sweet  to  walk    in    thia  pil  -  grim  way,  Lean-ing  on  the  ev  -  er- 

3.  What  have    1     to  dread,  what  have  1    to  fear,  Lean-ing  on  the  ev  -  er- 


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last  -  ing    arms;   What    a      bless  -  ed  -  ness,  what    a     peace   is  mine, 
last  -  ing    arms;  Oh,       how  bright  the  path  grows  from  day    to  day, 
last  -  ing    arms;      I       have  bless  -  ed  peace  with    my    Lord   so  near, 


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Lean  -  ing     on     the  ev  •  er  •  last  -  ing   arms.     Lean       -     ing, 

Lean  •  in?    on    Je  •  sas, 

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Lean    •    ing,       lean     -    ing,       Lean-ing  on  the  ev-er-last-ing  arms. 

Leaa-ing  on  Je  -  bus,  lean  •  ing  on  Je  -  bus, 


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Rer.  W.  R.  FlUh. 


He  Knoweth  the  Way. 

OOPYRWHT,  1908,  BY  CHA8.  H.  ttABRIEL. 
K,  O,  eXCELL,  OWNER, 


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2.  A  prayer,  or    a    tear,  or     a  glance  of   the  eye.    May   sof  -  ten    a 

3.  I    can  •  not  quite  tell  where  to  -  day  Ue  will  lead,  Or     say   on  what 

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glean,  and  the   sheaves  gath-er    in;     But    this      I      do  know.  He  will 

heart  that  is       care-less    or  cold;   The    Spir  •  it  will   help    me,  if 

er  -  rand  lie '11    ask   me    to     go;    And   yet      I  am  sure  that  what- 

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show  me  the  way  To  gar-ner  the  souls  I  am  striv-ing  to  win. 
on  -  ly  I  try  To  lead  a  lost  sin  -  ner  back  in  -  to  the  fold, 
ev  -  er  my  need,     Hiswis-dom  and  grace  He  will  f ree  -  ly  be  •  stow. 


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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


COPYRIGHT,  10O0,  BY  MARY  RUNYON  LOWRY. 

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1.  All  the  way   ray  Sav-ior  leads  me;  What  have  I       to   ask  be  -  side? 

2.  All  the  way   my  Sav-ior  leads  me, Cheers  each  wind-ing  path  I  tread, 

3.  All  the  way    my  Sav-ior  leads  me,  0     the    ful  -  ness  of  His  love! 


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Can  I  doubt  His  ten-der  mer-cy,  Who  throMife  has  been  my  Guide? 
Gives  me  grace  for  ev-'ry  tri  -  al,  Feeds  me  with  the  liv  -  ing  bread; 
Per-fect   rest     to   me   is  prom-ised    In   my  Fa-ther's  house  a-bov«: 


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Hear'nly  peace,  di  -  Tin  •  est  corn-tort,  Here  by  faith  in  Him  to  dwelll 
Tho'  my  wea  -  ry  eteps  may  fal  -  ter,  And  my  soul  a-thirst  may  be. 
When  my  spir  -  it,cIothed  im-mor  -  tal,  Wings  its  fliglit  to  realms  of  day, 


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Gush-ingfrom  the  Rock  be -fore  me,  Lo!  a  spring  of  joy  1  see; 
This  my  song  thro'  end-less    a  -  ges,    Je  -  sus     led  me  all    the  way; 

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For  I  know,  what-e'er  be  -  fall  me,  Je  -  sus  do  -  eth  all  things  well. 
Gush-mg  from  the  Rock  be  -  fore  me,  Lo!  a  spring  of  joy  I  see. 
This  ray  song  thro'  end-less    a  -  ges,  Je  -  sus  led  me    all    the     way. 

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Alon§  the  River  of  Time. 

USED  BY  PERMISSION  OF  THE  JOHN  CHURCH  CO. 
OWNERS  OF  COPYRIGHT. 


George  F.  Root. 


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1.  A  -  long  the  Riv-cr  of  Time  weglidc,  A-long  the  riv-er,   a-long  the  riv-er, 

2.  A -long  the  K!v-er  of  Time  we  glide,  A-long  the  riv-er,   a-long  the  riv-er; 

3.  A  -  long  the  Riv-er  of  Time  we  glide,  A-long  the  riv-er,   a-long  the  riv-cr; 


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The  swift  -ly  flow-mg,re-sist-less tide, The  swift-ly  flow-ing,the  swift-ly  flow-ing, 
0  thousand  dangers  its  currents  hide,  A  thousand  dangers,  a  thousand  dangers, 
Our  Sav-ior  on-ly  our  bark  can  guide,  Our  Sav-ior  on  -  ly,   our  Sav-ior  on-ly, 

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And  soon,  ah,  soon  the  end  we'll  see:  Yes,  soon  'twill  come,  and  we  will  be 
And  near  our  course  the  rocks  we  see:  0  dread  -  ful  tho't!  a  wreck  to  b'', 
But  with  Him  we  se  -  cure  may  be:  No  fear,  no  doubt,  but    joy  to   b<^ 

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May  I  be  Faithful. 

COPYRIGHT,  ISOe,  BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL* 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Ottbriel. 


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1.  The  Mas-ter  ha8  gone  to  a  dis-tant  country  And  left  me  a  charge  to  keep, 

2.  There's  labor  for  me  that  no  oth -er  can  do,  A  place  I  a -lone  can  fill; 

3.  Shall  oth-ers  go  forth  to  the  field  of  harvest  While  I  with  the  i-dlers  stand? 

4.  The  day  that  shall  break  for  my  Lord's  appearing, He  hath  not  revealed  to  me, 

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A  work  in  His  vineyard,  a  field  for  reaping,  A  shepherd  to  guard  His  sheep. 
Then  why  should  I  not  be  among  the  chosen,  Re  -  joic-ing  to  do    His  will? 
The  ta!  -  ent  He  gave  me,  shall  I  not  use  it.  In   f  ol-low-ing  His  com-mand? 
Yet    if  He  but  find  me  a  faith-ful  serv-ant  A  glo  -  ri  -  ous  day  'twill  be, 


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No.  16, 


c.  H.  a. 


I  Will  Not  Porget  Thee. 

COPYRIGHT,  18B9,  BY  E.  O.  CXCELL. 
WQTtDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Chas.  H.  aabrlel. 


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1.  Sweet  is  the  prom-ise  "I  will  not  for-get  thee,"  Nothing  can  mo-lest  or 

2.  Trust-ing  the  prom-ise  "I  will  not  for-get  thee,"  Onward  will  I    go  with 

3.  When  at  the  gold -en  por-tals  I  am  stand-mg.  All  my  trib-u-la-tions, 


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turn  my  E^oul  a  -  way;  E'en  tbo'  the  night  be  dark  with-in  the  val  -  ley, 
60Dg3  c{  joy  and  love,  Tbo' earth  de-spise  me, tho' my  friends  forsake  me, 
all    my  sor-rons  past.  How  sweet  to  heal  the  bless-ed  proc-la-ma-  tioo, 


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Just  be-yond  is   shin-ing     an    e  -  ter-nal  day. 

I     Bhall  be  re-mem-bered  in  my  home  a-bove.     I will  not  for* 

"En  -  ter  faith-ful  servant,  welcome  home  at  last."  i  win  not  for-eot     thee: 


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get  thee  or  leavethee.In  my  hands  I'll  holdthee,in  my  arms  m  fold  thee, I 

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. . .  will  nut  forget  thee  or  leave  thee;  I  am  thy  Redeemer,  1  will  care  for  thee. 

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No.  17. 


Alfred  H.  Ackley 

Legato. 


Somebody  Knows. 

COPYRIGHT,   1008  AND  1B09,   BY  F.  0.  FISCHER. 
WORDS  AND  MueiC,  E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


B.  D.  Ackley. 


1.  Failing  in  strength  when  opprestby  my  foes,  Somebody  knows, Somebody  knows; 

2.  Why  should  I  fear  when  the  care-billows  roll?Somebody  knows, Somebody  knows; 

3.  Wounded  and  helpless  and  sick  withdi8tress,Somebody  know8,Somebody  knows; 


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Waiting  for  some  one  to  ban-ishmy  woes,  Somebody  knows, 'tis  J e  -  bus. 
When  the  deep  shadows  sweep  over  my  soul,  Somebody  knows,  His  Je  -  sua. 
Long-ing  for  home  and  a  mother's  ca-ress,  Somebody  knows,  'tis  Je  -  sus. 


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He    is  the  One  who  will  keep  me— Some-bod-;  knows,  'tis    Je  •  sus. 

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E.  K.  LatU. 


If  We're  Only  Faithful. 

COPyRIQMT,    U«9,     BY    J.  HENRY  8H0WALTEH. 


J.  M.  5howalter. 


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1.  We  shall  reach    the  shore,  some  day, 

2.  We  shall     see     the  Lord,  some  day, 

3.  We  shall   wear     a  crown,  some  day, 

4.  By  the     jas  -  per   sea,    some  day, 

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S.  M.  1.  Henry. 


My  Father  Knows. 

COPYRIGHT,  1H9;,   BY    E.    O.    EXCELL. 
WORDS   AND   MUEIC. 


E.  O.  Bxcell. 


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1.  I  know  my  heav'nly  Fa-ther  knows  The  storms  that  would  my  way  oppose; 

2.  I  know  my  heav'nly  Fa-ther  knows  The  balm    I    need  to  soothe  my  woes, 

3.  I  know  my  heav'nly  Father  knows  How  frail     I     am   to  meet  my  foes, 

4.  I  know  my  heav'nly  Fa-ther  knows  The  hour  my   journey  here  will  close. 


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And  with  His  touch  of  love  di- vine,  Heheals  this  wounded  soul  of  mine. 
But  He  my  cause  will  e'er  de-fend,  Up  -  hold  and  keep  me  to  the  end. 
And  may  that  hour,  0  faith-ful  Guide  Find  me  safe  shel-tered  by  Thy  side, 


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He  heals  this  wound  -  ed  soul  of  mine. 

Up  -  hold  and  keep  me   to   the  end. 

Find  me  safe  shel-tered  by  Thy  side. 


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Be  Thou  Our  Guide. 


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No.  21. 


James  Rowe. 


How  Sweet  is  His  Love. 

COPYRIGHT,  1902,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 

WORDS   AND   MUSIC. 


E.  O.  Excell. 


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2.  When  faint  -  ing  and  help  -  less    I     fall      in  despair,  How  sweet  is  the 

3.  When  dark     is  the  night   and  when  sore  -  ly  distressed,  How  sweet  is  the 


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love  of  Je  -  sus!  When  suf-f'ring  with  pain,  and  when  sor  -  row  I  bear, 
love  of     Je  -  susl  When  long  -ing  my  soul     for  His  com -fort  and  rest, 


How  sweet  is  His  love 


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No.  22. 


James  Rowe. 


It  is  Wonderful  Love  to  Me. 


PROPERTY  OF  PERRY  BROS.  MUSIC  CO* 


S.  C.  Arnold. 


1.  0     won-der-ful     is     Je  -  susMovel  It   is  bright-en-ing   all     the  way, 

2.  It  brought  me  from  the  vales  of  sin,     Where  the  sorrows  of  life   in-crease, 

3.  Tho'oft-en   dis-tant  seems  the  goal,  I    shall   nev-er  de-spair   or  roam, 

4.  While  here  I  dwell  my  song  shall  be    Full  of  praise  for  my  King  a  -  bove, 


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And,  wheth-er  blue  or  cloud  a-bove,  Giv-mg  joy  to  my  soul  each  day. 
And  placed  me,  pure  and  sweet  with-in,  On  the  beau  -  ti  -  ful  plains  of  peace. 
For  Je  -  sus'  love  will  draw  my  soul  Ev  -  er  on- ward  towards  its  home. 
Aud   yon-der   for     e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty     I      will  sing  of  His  pre-cious  love. 


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won  -  der  -  ful  love. .  . lo    me. 


No.  23.        The  Beautiful  Banner  ot  Love, 


Harriet  E.  Jones. 


COPYRIGHT,  1910,  BY  JAME6  D.  VAUQHAN. 


James  D.  Vaughan. 


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1.0  beau-ti-ful  ban-ner  for  mor-tals  un-furled,  A  ref  -  uge  of  safe  -  ty  for 

2.  It  waves  for  the  weary,the  sin-sick  and  sad,  While  marching  beneath  it  the 

3.  0  ban-ner  of  crim-son,  the  ho  -  ly  and  blest,  Be-neath  it  is  safe  -  ty  and 

4.  0  shel  -  ter  of  beau-ty  till  cross  is  laid  down,  So  sweet-ly  up-lift  -  ing    to 

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all  the  wide  world,  The  cov  -  er  for  mill-ions  now  hap-py  a  -  bove,  This 
heart  is  made  glad;  Sweet  songs  are  a-ris  -  ing  as  on-ward  we  move,  Be- 
in  -  fi  -  nite  rest;  Through-out  our  life  jour-  ney  a  blessing  to  prove,  This 
mansion  and  crown; To  all  that    is  wait  -  ing  in    glo  -  ry  a  -  bove,    0 

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beau  -  ti  -  ful  ban  -  ner,  the  ban  -  ner  of  love, 
beau  -  ti  -  ful  ban  -  ner,  the  ban  -  ner  of  love. 


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love, 0    beau-ti-ful  ban-ner  of  love; For    all  it 

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No.  24.        Whom  Having  Not  Seen,  I  Love. 


riaad  Frazer. 


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COPYRIGHT,  1908,  BY  CHA8.   H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,  1009,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 

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1.  A  Fripnd  have  I    who  standeth  near,  To  com-fort  me  and  still  each  fear, 

2.  In  vain  may  fan  -  cy  strive  to  trace  My  Savior's  beauty  and  His  grace; 

3.  The  pre  clous  hope  I  have  each  day  II  -  lu-mines  all  my    earth-ly  way; 

4.  With  that  fair  mansion  e'er  in  view,   My  pil-grim  jour-ney     I     pur-sue; 


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It       is  my   Lord  and  Sav  -  ior  dear,  Whom, having  not  seen,  I  love. 

More  fair  than  I      can  dream, His  face, Whom, having  not  seen,  I  love. 

That  He  will   take  me  home  to  stay, Whom, having  not  seen,  I  love. 

And  try  my  Sav  -  ior' s  will    to  do,   W'hom, having  not  seen,  I  love. 


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And  He  ia  pre-par-ing  a  place,  For  me  in      His  home  a -bove; 

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Junes  Rowe. 


WORDS  AND  MUaiC  COPYRIGHT,  1906,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT  BECURED. 


Ira  B.  Wilton. 


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2.  When  mis-for-tune  o  -  ver -takes  me,  And  when  health  and  strength  depart, 

3.  When  the  tempt-er  would  al  -  lure  me  From  the  straight  andnar-row  way, 


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What  a  bless-ing  is  my  Sav-ior's  lovel  When  the  world,with  all  its  pleasures, 
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No.  26.        Hope  Enters  Within  the  Vail. 


i.  HENRY  8HOWALTER.  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  Showalter. 


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2.  My  hope  must  have Christ's  righteousness,  (Christ's  righteousness,) 

3.  WTien-e'er  I    quit this  changing  scene, (this  chang-ing  scene,) 


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For      it     can    rest on  noth  -  ing  less,   (on  noth  -  ing    less;) 

May     I      de  -  part in    hope  se  -  rene,  (in    hope  se  -  rene;) 

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With -in    the  vail is     still  my  pray'r,  ( is  still    my  pray'r.) 

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With  -  in    the  vail, for  -  ev  -  er  fast,   (tor  -  ev  •  er    fast.) 

01       may  my  anch         -         -         or     en  -  ter  there,  (now  en  -  ler  there.) 
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e.  o.  B. 


A  Little  Bit  of  Love. 

To  vnj  Friend,  Marion  Lawrance. 

COPYRIGHT,   ie04,    BY    E.    O.    EXCELL.      WORDS   AND   MUSIC. 
INTERNATIONAL   COPYRIGHT  StCUHED. 


E.  O.  Bxcell. 


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1.  Do     you  know  tha  world  is     dy-ing  For  a  lit  -  tie  bit  of  love? 

2.  From  the  poor    of     ev  -  'ry   cifc  -  y,  For  a  lit  -  tie  bit  of  love, 

3.  Down  be  -  fore  their    i  -  dols  fall-ing,  For  a  lit  -  tie  bit  of  love, 

4.  While  the  souls    of    men  are    dy-ing  For  a  Ht-tle  bit   of  love, 


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Ev  -  'ry-where     we  hear  the  sigh-ing  For  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love; 

Hands  are  reach  -  ing  out    in    pit  -  y  For  a  lit  -  tie  bit  of  love; 

Ma  -   ny  souls     in  vain  are  call -ing  For  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love; 

While  the  chil  -  dren  too   are  cry  -  ing  For  a  lit  -  tie  bit  of  love; 


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Some  have  bur  -  dens  hard    to  bear.  Some  have  sorrows  v.e  should  share; 

If      they  die       in    sin    and  shame.  Some-one   sure  -  ly    is    to  blame 

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Shall  they  fal  -  ter      and  de  -  spair  For  a  lit  -  tie  bit  of  love. 

For     not    go -ing      in    His    name,  With  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love. 

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1.  I      can  hear  my  Sav  -  ior   call-ing,      I  canhearmy  Sav-ior   call -ing, 

2.  I'll    go  with  Him  thro'  the  gar-den,  I'll  go  with  Him  thro'  the  gar-den, 

3.  I'll    go  with  Him  thro'  the  judgment, I' 11  go  with  Him  thro'  the  judgment, 

4.  He  will  give  me  grace  and  glo  -ry,     He  will  give  me  grace  and  glo  -  ry, 


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I  canhearmy  Sav-ior  call  ing,  "Take  thy  cross  and  follow,  fol -low  me." 
I'll  go  with  Him  thro'  the  gar-den,  I'll  go  with  Him,  with  Him  all  the  way. 
I'll  go  with  Him  thro'  the  judgment,  I'll  go  with  Him,  with  Him  all  the  way. 
He  will  give  me  grace  and  glo  ry.    And  go  with  me,  with  me  all  the  way. 


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No.  29. 


James  Rowe. 


It  Is  Love. 

PROPERTY  OF  f ERRY  BROS.  MUSIC  CO. 


R.  Edwin  Perry, 
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1.  There  is  something  in  my  soul  which  keeps  the  shadows  all  away;     It   is 

2.  When  the  tempter  tries  to  win  me  something  keeps  me  true  and  strong; 

3.  When  misfortune  overtakes  me  something  calms  my  troubled  breast; 

4.  Soul  astray  and  bowed  in  sorrow,  something  waits  for  you  to  day; 

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love my  Savior's  love! Something  makes  my  life  a 

Something  draws  my  soul  to 
It  is  love,  mySav-ior'a  lovel  It  would  give  you  peace  aud 

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burden,  gives  me  gladness  day  by  day,    1 
blessing  to  the  need-y  in  the  throng; 
heaven,  that  sweet  land  of  peace  and  rest; 
comfort,  make  your  burden  roll  a-way; 


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O  the  pre    -    -    -    cious  love  of  Je  -  sus, 

0  the  boundless,  precious  love  of    Je-sus,  love  of  Je-sus, 


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How  it  thrills my  ransomed  soul! More  and  more I'll 

llow  it  tLrills  my  happy  soul,  my  ransomed  soul!  More  and  more  with  joy, 


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sing  its  prais  -  es  While  the  hap     -     py  a  -  ges  roll 

sine  its  praises  While  the  happy  a  -  ged  roll,  fur-ev-er  roll. 


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No.  30. 


Jennie  Wilson. 


Count  It  All  Joy. 

OWNED  AND  CONTROLLED  BY  F.  N.  BROWN. 
GRANDVIEW,  TEXAS. 


F.  N.  Brown. 


1.  Count  it  all  joy  while  working  for  Jesus  Hard  tho' your  task  may  be;  Labor  in 

2.  Count  it  all  joy  what-ev-erbe-f alls  you  Doing  the  will    of    God;      Jesus  has 

3.  Count  it  all  jay  if  oth-ers  re-vile  you,  Witness  for  Christ  al  -  way;  You  will  re- 


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faith,  tho'  never  in  earth-life  You  the  reward  may  see. 

left      a  ho  -  ly  ex-am-ple,  Walk  in  the  way  He  trod.  Count  it  all  joy 

joice    in  heaven  for-ev-  er.  After  this  Ufe's  brief  day.  Couot  it  all  joy, 


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No.  31.       Breathe  Upon  Us,  Holy  Spirit. 

Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman,     copyright,  isis,  by  j.  henry showalter.      J*  Henry  5howalter. 

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1.  Breathe  up-  on    U8,    Ho  -  ly    Spir  -  it,     As     a  -  dor  -  ing  -  ly    we  bow, 

2.  Thou    art   pure  and  Thou  art   ho  -  1^,    Je  -  sus,  make  us   more  like  Thee; 

3.  Now     re-ceiveu9     as     re -pent-ant.    To     Thy  heart  of    love  we    fly; 

4.  Here  shall  love  like  sac -red    in-cense,  Up- ward  mount  to  Thy  great  throne, 


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Thoa  art  meek  and  Thou  art  low  -  ly.    So     may  we  Thy   chil  -  dren  be; 
Par -don   all   our     sin   and  fol  -  ly,    Blot   it  from  Thy  book   on    high; 
From  the  cleans-ed  heart  and  conscience  Of      a     peo  -  pie   all  Thine  own; 

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All     our  fee  -  ble  grac  -  es  quick-en    With  the  streams  of  Thy  sweet  grace, 
Shed   a -broad  Thy  love  with  -  in     us.  Fill    our  souls  with  light   di  -  vine; 
0    these  hearts  need  Thy  re  -  fin  -  ing.  And   the  cleans-ing     of   Thy  blood! 
Hum-ble   are    the  gifts  we  bring  Thee,  And    up  -  on  Thine  al  -  tar   lay. 


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Ho  -  ly  Spir -it,  seal,  a-noint  us. 
Con  -  se-crate  and  make  us  ho  -  ly, 
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This  Thy   ho  -  ly  dwell  -nng  place. 
And   our  earth-li  -  ness     re  -  fine. 
Thro*  re-demp-tion*s  crira-son  flood. 
As     they  wor-ship  Thee   to  -  day. 


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No.  32. 


Higher  Ground. 


COPYRIGHT,    18S8,    BY    J.    HOWARD   ENTWISLE. 

Rer.  Johnson  Oatraan.  Jr.     john  j.  hood,  owniw. 

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1.  I'm  press-mg   on   the  up-ward  way, New  heights  I'm  gaining  cv-'ry   day; 

2.  My  heart  has  no    de-sire   to  stay  Where  doubts  arise  and  fears  dis-may; 
3.1      want  to    live     a  -  bove  the  world, Tho' Satan's  darts  at  me  are  hurl'd; 
4.  I      want  to  scale  the    utmost  height,And  catch  a  gleam  of  glo  -  ry  bright; 


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Still  pray-ing    as     I  onward  bound, "Lord,  plant  my  feet  on  high-er ground. ' ' 
Tho'  some  may  dwell  where  these  abound, My  pray'r, my  aim  is  high-er  ground. 
For  faith  has  caught  the  joy-ful  sound,  The  song  of  saints  on  high-er  ground. 
But  still  I'll  pray  till  heav'n  I've  found,  "Lord, lead  me  on  to  high-er  ground. 


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No.  33.         Ready  for  the  Judgment  Day, 


H.  F.  riorris.  Arr. 


LANEY  AND  MORRIS,  OWNERS. 


J.  Laney,  arr.  by  H.  P.  H. 


^liiHiillppi^^llM 


1.  How  sweet  the  tho't  that  comes  to  me,    If  we're  ready  for  the  judgment  day; 

2.  If   you  would  meet  your  loved  ones  there,  0  be    ready  for  the  judgment  day; 

3.  Poor     sin  -  ner,  harden  not  your  heart,    0  be    ready  for  the  judgment  day; 

4.  To  -  mor-row's  sun  may  nev-er  rise,       0  get  ready  for  the  judgment  day; 
am  called  by  death  to  go,       I'll  be    ready  for  the  judgment  day; 

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That  with  our  loved  ones  we  shall  be.    If  we're  ready 


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And  with  them  heaven's  glo-ry  share,  0 
How  can  you  hear  the  word  * 'Depart?"  0 
Till  death  shall  call  you,  then  be  wise!  0 
Then,  farewell  all  earth's  sin  and  woe,  I'll 


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0  be  ready  for  the  judgment  day; 
0  be  ready  for  the  judgment  day; 
0  get  ready  for  the  judgment  day; 
I'll     be  ready  for  the  judgment  day; 

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we're  ready  for  the  judgment  day. 
be  ready  for  the  judgment  day. 
be  ready  for  the  judgment  day. 
get  ready  for  the  judgment  day. 
be  ready  for  the  judgment  day, 

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No.  34. 


c.H.o: 


Keep  the  Heart  Singing. 

COPYRIGHT      1003      BY   CHA8.    H.    GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,  1907,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  We  may  light -en  toil  and  care,  Or    a    heav-y   bur -don  share,  With  a 

2.  If    His   love   is     in   the  soul.  And  we  yield  to    His  con -trol,  Sweetest 

3.  How  a    word  of  love  will  cheer,  Kin-die  hope,  and  ban-ish  fear,  Soothe  a 
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word,  a  kind-ly  deed,  or  sun-ny  smile;  We  may  gird  -  le  day  and  night 
mu  -  sic  \Nill  the  lone  -  ly  hours  be-guile;  We  may  drive  the  clouds  a-way, 
pain,  or  take  a-way  the  sting  of  guile;  Oh,  how  much  we   all   may    do, 


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With  a  ha  -  lo  of  de  -  light.  If  we  keep  the  heart  singing  all  the  while. 
Cheer  and  bless  the  darkest  day.  If  we  keep  the  heart  singing  all  the  while. 
In      the  world  we  trav-el  thro'.  If  we  keep  the  heart  singing  all  the  while. 


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Keep  the  heart  singing  all  the  while;    ....  Make  the  world  brighter  with  a 

Binging,  singing  all  the  while;  brighter, 


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smile; Keep  the  song  ringing!  lone  -  ly  hours  we  may  beguile, 

brighter  with  a  smile,       .^.    .^  .^      .^       h 


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No.  35. 


hosanna  to  the  Savior's  Name. 


Jennie  Wilson, 
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Hosanna  tuthe  Son  of  David.— Matt.  21:  9. 

COPYRIGHT,  BY  T.  M.  B0WDI8H.      USED  BY  PER.  T,   M.   BOWdlsIl, 

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1.  Un  -  to  Zi  -  on's    love  -  ly   cit  -   y    Long  a  -  go  the  Sav  -  ior  came, 

2.  Like  the  chil-dren  sing  -  ing  prais-es,    In     Je  -  ru  -  sa  -  lem    of  yore, 

3.  Wor-thy  is    the  Lord  wewor-ship,  His    do-min-ion  ne'er  shall  cease; 


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And    the  chil-dren  in    the  tem-ple     Cried  ho  -  san  -  na    to     His  name. 
We    to  -  day  ex  -  tol  the  Sav  -  ior,    And  His  sa  -  cred  name  a  -  dore. 
Un  -  to  Him  be    high-est  hon  -  or,    Dear  Re  -  deem-er,  Prince  of   peace. 


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Ho-  san  -  na  to  the  Sav-ior's  name,  Ho -san  -na    to  the  Sav-ior's  name! 


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Hail  the  ho  -  ly  Son  of  Dav  -  id,  Wel-come  Hun  with  glad     ac  -  claim  I 


No.  36. 


Dreams. 


'Dreams"  was  sacrested  when  I  stood  upon  the  sammitofMt.  Tabor,  of  Qalilee. 
The  view  iron  this  isolated  moualaiu  is  one  of  the  finest  in  Palestine. 


lAKQ.    a.  QARItETT,  OWNER. 


M.  B.  a. 


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Margurite  Bixler  Qarrett. 


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1.  Dreams  of  a  land  mine  eyes  shall  see,     Sweep  thro'  my  soul  to  -   night; 

2.  Dreams  of  the  songs  mine  ears  shall  hear,    Flood    all    my  soul  to  -    night: 

3.  Dreams  of  all  dreams  when  I     a- wake.    And    look  up  -on  His     face; 


Land  where  the  glo  -  ri  -  fied  will  be,  Robed  in  e  -  ter  -  nal  light. 
Songs  whisp'ring  words  of  hope  and  cheer,  Known  in  the  song-land  bright. 
Dream  of  all  dreams,when  mom  shall  break,  And     I       am  saved  by  grace. 


U       '  -ir  -i-        -i-        -A-        -^- 

Oh,     land     beau  -   ti   -   ful      land    where  my     Sav   -   ior     dwells. 


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c.  H.  a. 


He  is  So  Precious  to  Me. 

COP- RIGHT,  1802    BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
CUPYPIOHT     1907,  By  E.  O.  EXCELL 


Chas.  H.  aabrial. 


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1.  So  pre-cious  is  Je  -sus,  my  SaHor,  my  King,  His  praise  all  the  day  long 

2.  He  stood  at  my  heart's  door 'mid  sunshine  and  ram,  And  pa-tient-ly  wait-ed 

3.  I    stand  on  the  mountain  of  bless-ing  at    last,    No  cloud  in  the  heavens 

4.  I  praise  Him  because  He  ap-point-ed  a  place  Where,8ome  day,thro'  faith  in 


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with  rap-ture  I    sing;  To  Him  in  my  weak-ness  for  strength  I  can  cling, 
an  en  -  trance  to  gain;  What  shame  that  so  long  He  en-treat-ed  in   vain, 
a    shad-ow  to     cast;  His  smile  is  up -on  me,  the    val  -  ley    is    past, 
His  won-der-ful  grace,    I  know  I  shall  see   Him-shall  look  on  His  face. 


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pro  -  cious  to  me,  so     pre-cious  to    me, 

me, For  He  is  BO  pre-cious  to  me, 'Tis  heaven  be- 


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No.  38.  Growing  Dearer  Each  Day. 

OOPYRIQHT,  1007,  BY  CHAS.  H.  OABRIEL. 
E.  O.  £XCELL,  OWNER. 


C.  H.  a.  E.  o.  £xcELL,  OWNER.  Cha5.  H.  aabHel. 


1.  How  sweet  is  the  love  of  my  Saviorl  'Tis  boundless  and  deep  as  the  sea;  And 
2.1     know  He  is  ev-er  be-side  mel   E  -  ter  -  ni-ty  on-ly  will  prove  The 

3.  Wher-ev  -  er  He  leads  I  will   fol-low  Thro'  sor  -  row  or  shadow  or  sun;  And 

4.  Some  day  face  to  face  I  shall  see  Him, And  oh,  what  a  joy  it  will  be  To 


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best   of   it  all,  it    is  dai-ly  Growing    sweet-er  and  sweeter  to  me. 
height  and  the  depth  of  His  mercy.  And  the  breadth  of  His  in  -  fi-nite  love, 
tho'   I  be  tried  in  the  fur-nace,  I    can  say  "Lord, Thy  will  be  it  done." 
know  that  His  love,now  so  precious,WiU  for-ev  -  er  grow  sweeter  to  me. 


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Sweet     •      er    and  sweeter  to     me, 

Sweet-er  to  me,  grow     -     ing    sweeter  to    me. 


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No.  39. 


Glinting  Close  to  His  hand. 


COPYRIGHT,   1910,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 

Lizzie  DeArmond.  words  and  music.  Samuel  W.  Beazley. 


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cling  to  the  hand  of  mj  Lord  each  day, 
cling  to  His  hand  when  the  way  grows  dim, 
cling  to  the  hand  whose  nail-prints  I  see. 


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there  I  need  fear,  since  I  trust  in  Him? 
rest    in  the  love  that  is  full    and  free; 


Bless-ed  fel-low-ship  ours 
For  His  love  lights  the  way, 
Cling-ing      ev  -  er  to  Him, 


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all  the  way  a-long,  As     my  glad  •  ness    voic-es  it-self  in  song. 

that  my  feet  must  tread,  And  Faith's  day-star  brightens  the  path  a-head. 

of  His  giace  I  jing,        Christ,  my  Sav  -  ior,  my  Re-decmer,my  King. 


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Clinging  Close  to  His  Hand. 

Hope,   ray    All;  Cling-ing,  cling-ing,   cling-ing,    I    can-not     fall. 


No.  40. 


London  Hymn  Book. 


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I  Love  Him. 

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1.  Gone  from  my  heart  the  world  with  all  its  charm;  Gone  are   my  sins  and 

2.  Once    I    was  lost  up  -  on    the  plains  of    sin;  Once  was    a  slave    to 

3.  Once    I    was  bound,  but  now  I     am  set    free;  Once  I  was  blind,  but 

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all  that  would  a  -  larm;  Gone  ev  -  er-more,  and  by  His  grace  I  know  The 
doubts  and  fears  with-in;  Once  was  a  -  fraid  to  tmst  a  lov  -  ing  God,  But 
now  the  light  I     see;    Once  I  was  dead,  but  now  in  Christ  I  live,     To 

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pre-cious  blood  of  Je-sus  cleans-es  white  as  snow. 

now  my  guilt  b  washed  a-way  in   Je-sus' blood.    I    love  Him,  I  love  Him, 

tell    the  world  the  peace  that  He  a-lone  can  give. 

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No.  41. 


For  He  Careth  for  You. 


L.  C.  Hosfeldt. 


J     HENRY  SHOWALTER,  OWNER. 


Hilry  N.  Caraway. 


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1.  0      bliss -ful    state  (Obhss -ful  state,)    when  we    re-pose,  (when  we  re-pose.) 

2.  The  great-est  love,  (the  grreatest  love.)  God  has    for    all,   (God  has  for  all.) 

3.  Our  ways  He  knows,  (our  way  He  knows,)  and  He  will  guide,  (and    He  will  guide,) 


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He      e  -  ven    loves,  (He    e  -  ven  loves.)  us  though   we  fall,   (us  though  we  fall,) 
If     we      but   keep    (if   we    but  keep.)   close  by   His  side,  (close  by    His  side.) 

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The  sparrows  He,  (the  sparrows  He,)  doth  e  -  ven  see,  (doth  e  -  ven  see.) 
In  health  and  Strength,(in  health  and  strength,  )or  death's  dark  hour,  (or  death's  dark  hour.) 


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No.  42.    Take  Jesus  for  Your  Priend  Today. 


edffar  M.  HoHer. 


J.  HENRV  8HOWALTER,  OWNER. 


J.  M.  Moore. 


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1.  Tak«  Je  -  sus  for  your  Friend  to-day,  As   you  are  go-ing   on  your  way, 

2.  Take  Je  -  sus  for  your  King    to-day,  And  fol-low  Him     a  -  long  the  way, 

3.  Take  Je  -  sus  for  your  Guide  to-day.  For  man  -  y  storms  are  on  your  way. 


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For   He   will  guide  you  ev  -  'ry  day.    Let  Him  with-in   you  shed   a  ray. 
For   you  are  go  -  ing  home  to  stay,  To     live  with  Him  e  -  ter  -  nal-ly. 
When  night  is  o'er  then  comes  sweet  day.  Take  Je-sus  for  your  Light  and  Stay 

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Take  Je  -  sus  for your  friend  to-day, 

Take  Je  -  sus  for     your  frieud    to-day,  your  friead   to-day. 


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For    He  will  guide you    all      the  way, 

For  lie     will  fuide   you       all        the  way,     a  -  long      the  way, 


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Take  Jesus  for  Your  Friend  Today. 


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With  -  out    His  grace you  can     not  live, 

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With-oul     His  love    no       toy        re-ceive.   no    icy      re-cei?e. 


No.  43. 

Mary  C.  Stooer. 


The  Best  Gift. 


i.  HENRY  8HOWALTER,  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  5howalt|pr. 


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1.  Do  you  know  sweet  peace,  my  brother,  Do    you  know  re-demp-tion's  song? 

2.  Did   the  message  borne  from  heav-en," Peace,  on  earth,  good  will  to  men," 

3.  Do   you  know  what  gift  to  bring  Him,  As       be  -fore  His  shrine  you  bow? 

4.  Lay    up  -  on  His   ho  -  ly      al  -  tar   All     the  pow'rs  of  love  and  will; 


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Have  you  heard  with-in  your  bo- som,    Voic-es     of    the  an  -  gel  throng? 
Bring  your  heart  in  lov-ing   serv-ice,     To     the  Babe  of  Beth-  le  -  hem? 
Bring  your  heart  in  full  sur  -  ren-der,    Bring  your  gift,  and  bring  it   now. 
Give  to    Him  your  heart's  af-fec-tion,  With  His  love  your  soul  He'll  fill. 


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No.  44. 


0  God,  to  Thee  I  Pray. 


J.    HENRY  6H0WALTER,  OV^NER. 

Words  and  music  by  iladle  Vice. 


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2.  0  God,  to  Thee 

3.  0  God,  do  grant 

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I  pray  to  -  day, 
I  pray  to  -  day. 
That  I     a     life. 


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May  an  -  gels     bear  me  o'er  the  tide,  (the  roil  -  ing  tide.) 

To     the  blest     realms of  end -less  day,  (of    end  -  less  day.) 

May   I     with     Thee for  -  ev  -  er  be,  (for  •  ev  -  er     be.) 

May    an  -  gels  bear 


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Then  shall  my  soul  find  rest,  sweet  rest, 

Then  shill    my      soul find  rest,    sweet  rest 


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From  toil  and     care be   er    -    er      free, 

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And     I    shall  be  for  -  ev  -  er  blest, 

And      I      shall     be for  •  ev    •    er        blest, 


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And  with  my  Lord  shall  ev  -  er       be 

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INo.  45. 


Safe. 


(Hymn  Selected  by  Eld.  D.  L.  Miller.) 
Sir  Robert  Anderson.         j.  henry  showalter,  owner.  J.  Henry  Showalter 

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1.  Safe    in    Je  -  ho  -  vah's  keep  -  ing,      Led    by  His  glo  -  nous  ann, 

2.  Safe    in    Je  -  ho  -  vah's  keep  -  ing,       Safe    in  temp-ta  -  tion's  hour, 

3.  Safe    is    Je  -  ho  -  vah's  prora  -  ise.    Nought  can  my  hope  as  -  sail; 


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Safe  in  the  midst  of  per  -  ils.  Kept  by  Al  -  might  -  y  power. 
Here  is    my  soul's  sure    an  -  chor,     En  -  tered  ^vith  -  in      the   veil. 


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Fears  may  at  times  dis  -  tress  me,  Griefs  may  my  soul  an  -  noy; 
Safe  when  the  tem  -  pest  ra  -  ges,  Safe  tho'  the  night  be  long; 
Blest  in    His  love   e   -   ter  -  nal.     What   can      I   want  be  -   side  I 

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God    is    my  strength  and  por  -  tion,      God,  my  ex  -  ceed  -  ing    joy. 
E'en  when  my  sky   is     dark  -  est,        God    is    my  strength  and  song. 
Safe  thro'  the  blood  that  cleans  -  eth,       Safe  in    the  Christ  that   died. 


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No.  46. 
e.  o.  B. 


I  Am  Happy  in  Him. 

COPVRIOMT,    1»02,    BV    E.    O.    EXCELL. 

WORDS  ANO  MUSIC. 


E.  O.  EzccIL 


1.  My   soul    is    80  hap-py  in  Je  -  sus,  For  He     is  so  precious  to  me; 

2.  He  sought  me  so  long  ere  I  knew  Him,  When  wand' ring  afar  from  the  fold; 

3.  His  love  and  His  mer-cy  sur-round  me,  His  grace  like  a  riv-er  doth  flow; 

4.  They  say  I  shall  some  day  be  like  Him,  My  cross  and  my  burden  lay  down; 


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His  voice  it  is  mu-sic  to  hear    it,    His  face    it  is  heaven  to    see. 

Safe  home  in  Ills  arras  He  hath  bro't  me, To  where  there  are  pleasures  untold. 

His  Spir  -  it,  to  guide  and  to  comfort,  Is  with  me  wher-ev-er  I  go. 

Till  then    I  will  ev-er  be  faith -ful,  In  gath  -  er-ing  gems  for  His  crown. 


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I     am  hap-py    in      Him, I     am  hap-py    in       Him; 

I am    bap-py     ia  Him,        I am     hap-py  in   Him; 


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My  soul  with  delight  He  Alls  day  and  night.  For  I    am  hap-py  in    Him. 


No.  47. 


Jesus  Is  Able  To  Save, 


e.  A.  Hoffman. 


J.  HENRY  SHOWALTER,  OWNER. 


M.  O.  Wyers. 


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Who  -  ev  -  er  shall  o  -  pen     his     heart  to  the    Lord,  And   faith-ful  -  ly 
Your  heart  may  be  hard  and     be   whol  -  ly  de-filed,    But     Je  -  sus  can 
For  -  sak  -  ing  the  World  and  re-nounc  -  ing  your  sin,  To  -  day       the  new 

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make  you  His  own  lov  -  ing  child;  For  this  His  rich  blood  in  a- 
life       of      a     Chris  -  tian  be  -  gin;      The  prom  -  ise    of  help  from  the 


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Je      -      -    sus   is   a  -  ble  to  save,    Je      -      -     sus   is    a  -  ble  to  save, 

Je-BQS  is  will-ing  and  a  -  ble    to  save,        Je  -  sus  is  will  -  ing  and  a  •  ble  to  save, 


A.A    ^   A  ^    ^    -k 


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He  died   on  the  tree  for  you  and  for  me.  Yes,  Je-sus  is   a  -  ble  to   save. 

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No.  48. 


Jesus  Will  Let  You  In. 


A.  S.  K. 


A.  5.  Kleffer,  by  per. 


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ther's  house,    Come    ere     the    day 

-  ry     way,      Look  where  thy    feet 

way  grows.    Soon    will    the  night 

of      sin.        Fly    from    thy     life 

find     rest,     Safe   from  each    an  - 

be  gone; 
have  trod; 
come  down; 

to  -  day; 
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Tem-pests  are  gath  -  *ring  fast.        Dark  -  ness  is    com  -  ing       on. 

Find  -  ing      no  rest   nor   peace,      Wand  -  'ring  a  -  way  from    God. 

Fierce  -  ly  the  light-nings  flash,        Dark  -    er  the  tem  -  pests  frown. 

Fly       to  our  Fa  -  ther's  house,        En    -    ter  the    nar  -  row     way. 

Here  find     a  per  -  feet  peace,—    Joys    that  for  -  ev  -  er     last. 


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Knock  at  the  por-tals  of    mer  -  cy, 

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Je  -  sua  will  let    you    in. 


No.  49. 


L.  C.  Hosfeldt. 

1 ^_^_«_ 


The  Blood. 

J.  HENRY  SHOWALTER,   OWNER. 


J.  T.  Carpenter. 


1.  0  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, To  re-deem  us  from  sin  and  the  grave; 

2.  We  can  all    o-ver-come  by  the  blood,  If  we  trust  in  the  Lord  ev  -  'ry  day, 

3.  By  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  we  can  sing..  As  we  en  -  ter  at  last   in  -  to  rest, 


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We  are  now  Jas-ti  -  fied  and  at  peace.  By  the  blood  and  the  life  that  He  gave. 
When  we're  faithful  to  Him, He  will  help, And  He's  promised  to  lead  all  the  way. 
All   our  joy  and  our  hope  it  did  bring.  And  we're  safe  on  the  shores  of  the  blest. 


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0,      the    blood,  the  pre  -  cious  blood 


of    the    Lamb That  was 

of     the  'Lamb,    the  blood  of    the  Lamb, 


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shed,  that  was  shed  for  you    and    me,  for  yoo  and  me,      0,    the  blood,  0,    the  blood,  the 


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precious  blood, That  was  shed  on  Cal-va  -  ry 

precioas  blood,  tho  blood  of  the  Lamb,  That  was  shed  on   Cal-va 


ry,  for  yoa  and  for  me. 
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Look  and  Live. 


J.  HENRY  6H0WALTER,  OWNER. 


John  A.  5howalter. 


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and  live!    Come  to  me,    I 
and  live!       I     will  be  thy 
and  live!       I     will  heal  thy 


1.  Hear  the  voice  of  Je  -  sus  say:  "Look 
2. "In  the  tur-moil  and  the  strife.  Look 
3.  "Lift  thine  eyes,  be-hold  the  light,  Look 

Look,  oh,  look  and   live! 


am  the  way.  Look 
stay— thy  life.  Look 
blind-ed  sight,  Look 


and  live!    Lay     a  -  side  all  doubt  and  fear,    I    will 
and  live!     When  in  danger's  threat'ning  hour,  I    will 


and  live!    Keep  thy  life  from  sin-ning  free,  Trust  thy- 

Look,  oh,  look  and    live! 


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wipe  a  -  way  each  tear,  Thy  pe  -  ti  -  tions  I  will  hear.  Look  and  live!'* 
be  thy  strength, thy  tow'r,  And  will  save  thee  by  my  pow'r.  Look  and  live!" 
self    and  all    to    me,  And  my  glo  -  ry  thou  shalt  see.    Look     and    live!" 

"Look,  oh,  look  and  live!" 


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No.  51. 


He  Knows  It  All 


WORDS   AND  MUSIC  COPYRIGHT,  1905,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 

Mrs,  Ophelia  Adams.  international  copyright  secured. 


C.  M.  Davis. 


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1.  I  love  to  think     my  Father  knows  Why  I  have  missed  the  path  I   chose, 

2.  I  love  to  think     my  Father  knows  The  thorns  I  pluck  with  ev-'ry  rose, 

3.  I  love  to  think     my  Father  knows  The  strength  or  weakness  of  my  foes. 


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And  that  I 
Thedai-ly 
And  that  I 


The  way  He  led      was  best  for  me. 


soon      shall  clearly   see 

griefs       I  seek  to    hide    From  the  dear  souls      I  walkbe-side 

need     but  stand  and  see       Each  conflict  end        in  vic-to  -  ry. 


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He  knows  it      all,    ...     .   He  knows  it 

He  knows  it    all. 


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all    ....    My  Fa-ther 

He  knows  it   all, 


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knows    .     .     .  He  knows  it   all;     .     .     .     Thy  bit-ter     tears    .     ,     .  how 

My    Fa  -  ther  knows.  He  knows    it   all;  Thy  bit  -  ter    tears. 


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No.  52. 


W.M.  LlKhthall. 


A  Sinner  Made  Whole. 

COPYRIGHT,    1806,    BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,  1M>7,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL 


Chas.  H.  Oabrlcl. 


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1.  There's  a  song  in  my  heart  that  my  lips  can-not  sing,    'Tis  praise  in    the 

2.  I     shall  stand  one  day  faultless  and  pure  by  His  throne, Transformed  from  my 

3.  All  the  mu  -  sic   of    heav  en,   so     perfect  and  sweet, Will  blend  with  my 


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high  -  est  to  Jesus,  my  King;  Its  mu-sic  each  moment  is  thrilling  my  soul, 
ini  -  age, conformed  to  His  own;Then  I  shall  find  words  for  the  song  of  my  soul, 
song  and  will  make  it  complete;Thro'  a  -  ges  un-end  -  ing  the  ech-  oes  will  roll, 


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For    I      was  a  sin- ner,  but  Christ  made  me  whole.  A   sin-ner  made  whole!  a 


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ainnerinade  whole!  The  Savior  hath  bought  me  and  ransomed  mjsouH  My  heart  it  is 

H^A.  h  .    ^_.  _  _  _  _  „  „  „-^r-t-  *-#-*- 


singing,  the  anthem    is    ringing,  For  I   was  a  sinner, but  Christ  made  me  whole. 

t-^^tf-f* h >-.     IL K h 1< h; h-  -h K — h — K h 


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No.  53. 


W.  C.  Martin. 


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Salvation  is  Mine. 

COPYRIGHT,  1909,  BY  A.  J.  8H0WALTER. 


A.  J.  Showalter. 


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1.  Sal  -  va  -  tion  is  mine,  0    how  sweet  is  the  thot',  That  Je  -  sus  has 

2.  Sal  -  va  -  tion  is  mine    as    the  gift    of  His  love,  As  -  sur-ance   of 

3.  Sal  -  va  -  tion  is  mine,  and  the  shad-ows  are  gone;  With  Je  -  sus  came 

4.  Sal  -  va  -  tion  is  mine,  as    the  friend  of  the  King,  To   Him  and  Him 


giv-en  what  can-not   be  bought;  Sal-va-tion  from  sin.  And  glo-ry  with-m, 
par-don  and  peace  from  a-bove;  My  heart  is  so  light.  My    fu-ture  so  bright, 
all  the  fair  beau-ty     of  dawn;  He  casts  a-way  fear,  A  -  bides  ev-er  near, 
on  -  ly   I     ev  -  er  will  cling;  He  grants  me  to  know  His  grace  here  be-low, 


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And   all  that  my  soul  had   so  earn-est  -  ly  sought. 
My     soul  mounts  a-Ioft  up-on  wings  as     a    dove.   Sal-va     -    -     tion  is 
Prepares  the  white  robes  that  I  some  day  shall  don.  Sal  -  va-tion,  a  glo-rioua  sal« 
Sal  -  va  -  tion  is  mine  and  I    can  -  not  but  sing. 


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mine,  And  pow     -    -     er   di-vine, The    gift  of  His 

va  -  tion  is    mine,   And  pow-er,  God's  won-der-ful  pow-er     di  -  vine, 


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grace, His  won-der-ful  grace;  I'm  saved  to  the  uttermost.  Saved  by  His  grace. 


No.  54. 


Rev.  J.  Oatman.  Jr. 


Saved  By  the  Blood. 

COPYRIGHT,  1908,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Daniel  W.  Milan. 


E^|f7fff^^iiiSfeaiife^,%^p 


1.  I'm  saved  by  the  blood  of  the  Crn-ci-fied  One, That  flow'd  from  His  side  as  He 

2.  I'm  saved  by  the  blood  of  the  Cru-ci-fied  One,  All   glo  -  ry  to   Je  -  sus  for 

3.  Im  saved  by  the  blood  of  the  Cru-ci-fied  One,     I  know  He  is  with  me  by 

4.  I'm  saved  by  the  blood  of  the  Cru-ci-fied  One,  I'm  saved  to  serve  Je-sus  the 

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hung     on  the  tree;  He      suf-fered  and  died  there  from  sin      to  save  me, 
cleans  -  ing  my  soul;  His     mer  -  cy    is  bound-less.  His  touch  made  me  whole, 
night   and  by  day;    He     keeps  me  from  fall  -  ing,  from  go  -  ing   a  -  stray, 
rest      of  my  days;  And  when    I  reach  Heav-en  this  song    I  will   raise. 


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Saved  by    (he  blood. 


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SsTsd  by  Ihe  blood,     Saved  by  the  blood.  Saved  by  Ihe  blood, 


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No.  55. 


Mm.  C.  D.  Martin. 


0  What  a  Change! 

COPYRIGHT,  leO«,  BY  CHA8.  M.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIQHT,  1B07,  Bi  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


ChaA.  H.  Qabrlel. 


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2.  0  what  a  change  1  From  my  hunger  for  bread  In  -  to   tht  place  where  His 

3.  0  what  a  change  1  From  my  bur-den    of  care     In  -  to  the  rest    He  in- 


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No,  56.         Peace  through  the  Blood. 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


COPYRIGHT,     1899,    BY   A.    J.  8H0WALTER. 


A.  J.  Showalter. 


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1.  Come  while  God  is     call-ing,   hear  His  word  to-day,  Peace  thro' the 

2.  Sink  the  past    for   -  ev  -  er  'neath  the  cleans-ing  tide,  Peace  thro'  the 

3.  Bless-ing  free    and  bound-less  flow  -  ing  from  a  -  bove.  Peace  thro'  the 

4.  Tell  the  joy  -  ful      sto  -  ry  ev  -  'ry-where  you    go.  Peace  thro'  the 

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blood  of  the  cross;  Take  the   gift    He  of-fers,  come  with-out  de  -  lay, 

bloo^  of  the  cross,  Let   the     Ho  -  ly  Spir  -  it   in  your  heart  a  -  bide, 

blood  of  the  cross;  Ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing  mer  -  cy,  ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing   love, 

blood  of  the  cross;  Till,  the  wide  world    o-ver,  ransomed  souls  shall  know. 


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Peace  thro'  the  blood  of  the     cross. 


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Peace! won-der-ful 

Peace!  won-der-ful  peace! 


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Peace! won-der-ful  peace! 

Peacel  won-derful  peace!     Peace!  won-der-ful  peace!  Peace!  won-der-ful  peace! 


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Peace  thro' the  blood  of  the  cross; 


Peace  thro'  the  blood  of  the  cross. 


No.  57.       Since  I  Have  Been  Redeemed. 


B.O.B. 


COPYRIGHT     1RB4,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


B.  O.  Excell. 


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.  I  have    a    song    I      love   to  sing,    Since  1  have  been  re- deem 'd; 

I  have  •  a   Christ  that  sat  -  is  -  fies,    Since  I  have  been  re  -  deem'd; 

.  I  have    a     wit  -  ness  bright  and  clear,  Since  I  have  been  re -deem'd; 

I  have    a  home  pre-pared  for  me,    Since  I  have  been  re -deem'd; 


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Of       my      Re  -  deem-  er,   Sav-ior,  King,  Since  I  have  been  re-deem'd. 

To       do      His    will     my   high -est  prize,   Since  I  have  been  re-deem 'd. 

Dis  -  pell  -  ing    ev  -  'ry  doubt  and  fear.  Since  I  have  been  re-deem'd. 

Where  I     shall  dwell    e  -  ter  -  nal  -  ly.     Since  I  have  been  re-deem'd. 


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Since  I  .  .  ,  ,  have  been  re-deem'd.     Since  I  have  been  redeem'd, 

Since  I  have  been  re-deem'd,  Since    I  have  been  re-deem'd,     • 


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I     will   glo  -  ry  in  His  name;    I-    will  glo  -  ry   in  my  Sav-ior's  name. 

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No.  58. 


Llziie  DeArmond. 


In  the  Cleft  of  the  Rock. 

COPYRIGHT,    l»00,   DY  F.  O.  EXCELL. 
WOHba  ANO  MUSIC. 


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1.  High  as  the  mountain  thro' the  bil-lows  roll,  In  Je  -  sus'  keep-ing 
2.0  soul,  be  faith-ful;  to  the  end  en  -  dure,  Trust-ing  His  prom- is- 
3.  When  thro'  the  Jor-dan    I  must  take  my  way,     His  staff  will  com-fort 

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I  will  trust  my  soul;  He  can  the  rag-iag  seas  and  wind  con-trol, 
68  for  -  ev  -  er  sure;  Kept  in  the  fort-ress  of  His  love  se-cure, 
me    and    be   my     stay;     0  -  ver     the  ri?  -  er  there  is    end  -  less  day, 


In   the  cleft  of   the  Rock  He  will  hide  me.      Hide me,  safe-ly 

Hide  me,  safe-ly  bide. 


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me, safe-ly  hide     me, 
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bide  me  in  tbe  Rock, 


hide  me,  safe-ly  hide, 


Hide  me,8afely  hide, 


Hide me  from  all  dan-ger.    In  the  Rock  that  was  cleft  for  me. 

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Bide  me  from  all  daB-ger,  from  all  dan  -  ger, 


No,  59. 


The  Sure  Foundation. 


USED  BY  PER.  OF  T.  C.  O'KANE,  OWNER  OF  COPYRIGHT. 


T.  C.O'Kane. 


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1.  There  stands  a  Rock,    on    shores    of  time,  That  rears  to    heav'n  its 

2.  That  Rock's  a    cross,    its    arms  out-spread,  Ce  -  les  -  tial    glo  -   ry 

3.  That  Rock's  a  tow'r,    whose  loft  -  y  height,  II  -  liuned  with  heav'n's  un- 


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Xiead  sub  -  lime;  That  Rock  is  cleft,  and  they  are  blest  Who 
bathes  its  head;  To  its  firm  base  my  all  I  bring,  And 
cloud  -  ed     light,    Swings  wide  its  gates     be  -  neath     the  dome   Where 


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Refrain. 


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a      rest. 


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find    with  -  in      the    cleft 

to       the    cross       of     a     -    ges  cling.      Some  build  their  hopes  on    the 

saints  find    rest     with  Christ    at    home. 


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ev  -  er  -  drift-mg  sand,  Some  on  their  fame,  or  their  treas-ure,  or  their  land; 


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Mine's  on     a  Rock  that  for  -  ev  -  er  will  stand,  Je  -  sus,  the  "Rock  of  A-ges.'* 


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No.  60.  You  May  Have  the  Joybells. 


J.  Edw.  Ruark. 


COPYRIGHT,  1te9.   BY  WM.  J.  KIRKPATRICK. 


Wm.J.Klrkpatrlck. 


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1.  You  may  have  the  joy-bells 

2.  Love  of  Je  -  sus    in     its 

3.  You  will  meet  with  tri  -  als 

4.  Let  your  life. speak  well  of 


ring-ing  in  your  heart,  And   a  peace  that 
ful  -ness  you  may  know,  And  this  love  to 
as  you  jour-ncy  home,  Grace  suf  -  fi  -  cient 
Je  -  sus  ev  -  'ry  day,     Own  His  right  to 


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from  you  nev  -  er  will  de-part;  Walk  the  straight  and  narrow  way , Live  for 
those  a-round  you  sweet-ly  show;  Words  of  kindness  al-ways  say,  Deeds  of 
He  will  give  to  o  -  ver-come;  Tho'  un-seen  by  mor-tal  eye.  He  is 
ev  -  'ry  serv-ice  you    can  pay;    Sin-ners  you  can  help  to  win     If  your 

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Je  -  sus  ev  - 'ry  day,   He   will  keep  the  joy-bells  ringing  in  your  heart, 

raer  -  cy  do  each  day, Then  He'll  keep  the  joy-bells  ringing  in  your  heart, 

with  you  ev  -  er  nigh.  And  He'll  keep  the  joy-bells  ringing  in  your  heart, 

life     is  pure  and  clean.  And  you  keep  the  joy -bells  ringing  in  your  heart. 


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Chorus. 


D.  S. — He    will  keep  thejoy-belU    ringing  in  your  heart. 


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Joy  -         bells  ring-ing   in  your  heart,  Joy         -         bells  ring-ing 

Riag-'mg    in  yoar  heart,  You  m^y  have  the  joy 


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ID  your  heart;  Take  the  Savior  here  below.  With  you  ev-'ry-where  you  go, 


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No.  61.  The  Hope  of  the  World  is  the  Gross. 


Rev.  J.  Oatman,  Jr. 


COPYRIGHT.  1909,  BY  HAMP  SEWtLL. 


Haoip  Sewell. 


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1.  As   the    life-boat  may  go     to    the  sink -ing  bark,  On  the   sea   tho' the 

2.  Men  may  teach  and  may  preach  that  a  mor-al    life    Will  pre-vent  our    e- 

3.  All   our  creeds  and  our  deeds  have  no  sav-ing  pow'r,Without  Christ  they're  as 

4.  Let   us   cling  to  the  cross  while  the  years  may  roll,  I^et  the  world  bring  us 


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bil-lows  toss;  So  the  Lord  sent  us  help  when  the  way  was  dark,  And  the 
ter  -  nal  loss;  But  we'll  still  look  to  Christ  in  the  world's  mad  strife, For  the 
worthless  dross;  But  to  Cal  -  v'ry  we'll  turn  ev-'ry  day,  and  hour,  For  the 
gain  or    loss;    For  naught  else  but  the  blood  can  re-deem    a  soul,  And  the 


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hope  of    the  world  is  the  cross.    For  the  hope  of  the  world  is  the  cross, 

J     I     I  is  the  crosst 


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Yes,  the  hope  of  the  world  is    the  cross;  It  must  nev-er  suf-fer  loss, 

is    the  cross, 


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And  we'll  count  all  else  but  dross,  For   the  hope  of   the  world  is  the  cross. 


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No.  62.    The  Way  of  the  Cross  Leads  Home, 


COPVRIG>4T,  1906,  BY  CHA8.  H.  GAPRIEU 

Jc55le  Brown  Pounds.       copyright,  iwt,  by  e.  o.  excell. 


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1.  I      must  needs  go     home    by     the  way      of       the  cross,  There's 

2.  I      must  needs   go      on        in      the  blood  -  sprink- led   way,      The 

3.  Then    I       bid     fare  •  well     to     the  way     of       the  world,     To 


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no  oth  -  er  way  but  this;  I  shall  ne'er  get  sight  of  the  Gates  of  Light, 
path  that  the  Sav  -  ior  trod,  If  I  ev  -  er  climb  to  the  heights  sub-lime, 
walk   in    it   nev  -  er  more;  For  my  Lord  says  "Come,"  and  I  seek  my  home, 


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If       the   way     of    the    cross    I  miss. 

Where  the    soul    is      at  home-  with  God.     The    way  of  the  cross  leads 

Where  He   waits  at    the      o  -  pen  door. 


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home,  The   way  of    the  cross  leads  home;  It  b  sweet  to 

leads  borne,  leads  home; 

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know,  as     I     on  -  ward    go.    The    way     of     the   cross  leads  home. 


No.  63.       The  Conquering  Lion  of  Judah. 


W.  C.  Martin. 


COPYRIGHT,  1899,  BY  A.  J.  8H0WALTER. 
USED  BY  PERMieeiON. 


M.  L.  McPhall. 


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1.  The  Li  -  on  of  Ju-dah  goes  forth  in  His  might,  To  vanquish  the  wrong 

2.  The  Li  -  on  of  Ju-dah  shall  con-quer  the  world,  The  slay  -  er  of  souls 

3.  The  Li  -  on  of  Ju-dah  shall  reign  0  -  ver    all,  And  low  at    His  feet 


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and  es-tab  -  lish  the  right;  To  shatter  the  chains  of  the  poor  and  oppress'd, 
from  his  throne  shall  be  hurPd;The  pow-ers  of  dark-ness  shall  ut-ter-ly  fail, 
ev  -  'ry  creature  shall  fall;  His  glo  -  ry  shall  saints  and  archangels  proclaim, 


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D.  S.— /ree   to  the  breez-  es  with  bold-nes8  we  fling , 


Fine.   Refrain. 

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And  millions  from  Sa-tan's  do-min-ion  to  wrest. 

For  wo r- thy  and  a  -  ble  is  Christ  to  pre  -  vail.  The  glo-ri-ous  ban-ner 

0     ho  -  ly,  thrice  ho-ly  His  won-der  -  ful  name. 


The   ban-ner  of  Ju-dah' sall-con-quer-ing  King, 


D.S, 


of  Christ  is  unfurled,  The  Li  -  on  of  Ju-dah  shall  con-quer  the  world;  So 


No.  64. 


Grace,  Enough  for  Me. 


E.O.E. 


WORM  AND  MU8I0  COPYRIGHT,   1906,   BV  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
INTERNATIONAL  COPVRIOHT  SECURED. 


E.  O.  Bxcen. 


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1.  In      look  -  iDg  thro'    my  tears  one  day,     I  found  Mount  Cal  -  va-ry, 

2.  While  stand -ing  there,  my  trembling  heart,   Once  full   of    ag   -   o-ny, 

3.  When    I       be  -  held  my  ey  -  'ry      sin      Nailed  to  the  cm  -  el  tree, 

4.  When   I        am  safe  with -in    the     veil,    My    por  -  tion  there  will  be, 


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Beneath  the  cross  there  flowed  a  stream  Of  grace,  enough  for  me. 

Could  scarce  be-lieve  the  sight  I    saw   Of  grace,  enough  for  me. (enough  forme.) 

I   felt     a  flood  go  thro'   my  soul   Of  grace,  enough  for  me. 

To  sing  thro'  all  the  years  to  come    Of  grace,  enough  for  me. 


Choehs. 

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Grace  is  flowing  from  Cal-ya-ry,  Grace  as  fathomless  as  the  sea, 

Grace  is         flow-ing  from  Cal-va-ry,  for  me,  Grace  as  fath-om-less    as  the  roll-ing  sea 


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Grace  for  time  and  e-ter-ni-ty,  ....    Grace,  .     enough  for  me. 

Grace  for       time    and    e-ter-ni-ty,     A-ban-dant  grace  I  see,      e-noagh    for     me. 


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No.  65. 


Rev.  J.  Oatman,  Jr. 


Count  Your  Blessings. 

COPYRIGHT,  1897,   BY  E.  O.    EXCELL. 
WORDS   AND    MUSIC. 


e.  O.  Excell. 


1.  When  up  -  on  lifers  bil-lows  you   are  tem  -  pest-tossed, When  you  are  dis- 

2.  Are     you    ev  -  er  burdened  with    a  load      of   care?  Does  the  cross  seem 

3.  When  you  look  at  oth  -  ers  with  their  lands  and  gold,  Think  that  Christ  has 

4.  So,      a  -  mid  thecon-flict,  wheth-er  great  or  small.  Do     not    be    dis- 


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cour  -  aged,  thinking     all   is     lost.  Count  your  man-y  blessings,  name  them 
heav  -  y      you  are  called  to   bear?  Count  your  man-y  blessings,    ev  -  'ry 
prom-ised  you  His  wealth  un-told;  Count  your  man-y  blessings,    mon-  ey 
couraged,    God  is      o  -  ver    all;  Count  your  man-y  blessings,   an  -  gels 


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one      by      one.  And    it    will    sur-prise  you,  what  the  Lord  hath  done, 

doubt  will    fly,    And  you  will    be   sing  -  ing    as   the  days    go  by. 

can  -  not   buy    Your  re  -  ward  in   heav  -  en,   nor  your  home  on  high, 

will      at  -  tend.  Help  and  com -fort  give   you   to   your  jour  -  ney's  end. 


Chorus. 


Count 


Count  your  man-y 


your  blessings.  Name  them  one      by  one.    Count        your 

i-ings,  Name  them    one     by      one,      Count  your  man-y 


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bless-ings,  See  what  God     hath       done;  Count  your  blessmga, 

bless -ineii,  Se«  what  God  hsth  dune;     Count  your    ms  -  ny        bIpsS' 


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Name  them  one  by    one,  Count  your  many    blessbgs,  See  what  God  hath  done 


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No.  66. 


Somebody, 


WORDS  AND  MUSIC  COPYRIGHT,  1801,  BY  W. 

John  R.  Clements,  e.  o.  excell,  owner. 


W.  S.  Weeden. 


1.  Some-body  did    a  gold-ea    deed,  Pro v-ing  him-self    a    friend  in  need; 

2.  Some-body  tho't  'tis  sweet  to  live,    Will-ing  -  ly  said,  ''I'm  glad  to  give;*' 

3.  Some-body    i  -  died    all  the  houi-s,  Care-less-ly  crush'd  life's  falr-est  flow'rs, 

4.  Some-body  fill 'd  the  day  with  light,  Con-stant-ly  chased  a -way  the  night; 


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Some-body  sang  a  cheer-ful  song,  Bright 'ning  the  skies  the  whole  day  long,— 
Some-body  fought  a  val-iant  fight,  Bravely  he  lived  to  shield  the    right,— 
Some-body  made  life  loss,  not  gain,Tho't  less-ly  seemed  to  live  in     vain,— 
Some-body's  work  bore  joy  and  peace,  Sure-ly  his  life  shall  nev-er     cease,— 

^  >.  >.  JL.  >..  >.  h^-Ol.>.  .A-  ^      >..    -A..  "        "^"^ 


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Was  that  some  •  bod  -  y     you? 


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Was  that  some  -  bod  -  y  you? 


No.  67. 


0  Welcome  Rest. 


rirs.  F.  A.  F.  Wood- White,    copyrighted,  used  by  per. 
iSlowly.  m 


Alfred  Belrly.  Mu5.  Doc. 


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;f  n  -m- -0- -»- -0-     '      ^ 

.  ^   1/   u   u 


1.  I  lean  my  head on  Jesus'  breast— . .'..'...'      0  ach  -  ing 

I  lean  my  head  on  Je-sus'  breast— 

2.  I    lay  me  down to  sweet  re  -  pose, Which  here  on 

I  lay  me  down  to  sweet  re-poBSt 

3.  I    fold  my  hands up  -  on  my  breast, No  more  by 

1  fold  my  hand  up -on  my  breast, 


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brow! 0  bless-ed  rest! And  there  I  wait 

0  ach-ing  browl  0  bless-ed  rest!  And  there  I  wail 

earth no  wak-ing  knows— Sure  that  my  God 

Which  here  on  earlh       ^  no  wak-ing  knows—  Sure  that  my  God 

sin or  grief  op-pressed; Sure  that  His  voice 

No  more  by  sin  or  ^rief  oppressed;  Sure  that  His  voice 


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the  dawn-ing  day, ....     When  earthly  shades shall  flee  a  -  way. 

the  dawning  day.  When  earthly  shades 

His  child  will  wake, And  ev  -  er    bless for  Je  -  sus' sake. 

His  child  will  wake,  and  ev-er  bless 

will  bid  me  rise To  end-less  life be-yond  the  skies. 

will  bid  me  rise  to  end-less  life  ^ 


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0  gold  -  en  day!  0  wel-come  rest!  I  lean  my  head  on  Je-sus'  breast. 
0  hap  -  py  home!  0  un  -  ion  sweet!  When  we  at  His  right  hand  shall  meet. 
0    calm  re -pose!  0  dreamless  sleep!    From  which  none  ev-er  wake  to  weep. 


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No.  68.        Oh,  Thou  That  Hearest  Prayer. 


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1.  Oh,  Thou  that    hear  -  est    prayer!   At  -  tend    our  hum  -  ble    cry; 

2.  If  earth  -  ly     par  -  ents    hear    Their  chil  -  dren  when  they   cry; 

3.  Oiu:  heav'n  -  ly    Fa  -  ther   Thou,    We     chil  -  dren  of     Thy  grace, 

4.  Oh,  send    Thy  Spir   -    it   down     On     all      the  na  -  tions.  Lord, 


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And    let       Thy   serv  -  ants  share     Thy    bless  -  ing    from     on     high. 
If       they     with  love    sin  -  cere,     Their  chil  -  dren's  wants  sup  -  ply. 
Oh,     let      Thy   pres  -  ence   now       De  -  sccnd    and    fill     the     place. 
With  great  sue  -  cess     to     crown    The  teach  -  ing     of      Thy     word. 


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from  a    -  bove,  And     fill       us    with    Thy     love 

from  Thy  heav'n  -  ly     courts    a  -  bove, 

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No.  69. 


Songs  in  the  Night. 


Nellie  A.  Montgomery. 


COPYRIGHT,  1900,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL, 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


J.  5.  Pearls. 


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1 .  When  the  clouds  of  af-flic-tion  have  gathered,  And  hidden  each  star  from  my  sight, 

2.  Oh,     how  dear  are  those  mes-sa-ges  to   me!  No  need  then  to  cry  in  af-fright; 

3.  And  when  morn  breaks  atlast  in  its  splendor,  And  sor-rowischang'dto  de-light, 


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I  know  if  I  turn  to  my  Fa  -  ther,  I  know  if  I  turn  to  my  Fa- 
My  heart  groweth  strong  as  1  list  -  en,  My  heart  groweth  strong  as  I  list- 
Ob,  still  would  I   ev  -  er  re-  mem-ber,  Oh,  still  would  I    ev  -  er  re-mem- 


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ther,  Sweetest  songs,  sweetest  songs,  sweetest  songs  He  will  give  in  the  night, 
en  To  the  songs,  to  the  songs,  to  the  songs  He  doth  send  in  the  night, 
ber    All  the  songs,      all  the  songs,    all  the  songs  that  were  sent  in  the  night. 

in  the  night,  in  the  night, 

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Songs  in  the  night.         songs  in   the  night, 

Songs  inthenight!  Oh,  how  precious  the  songs  m  the  night. 

Songs  in  the  night.         songs  in  the  night,  in  the  nifhl. 


Son^s  in  the  Night. 


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My    heart runneth  o  -  ver,  For  the  songs  He  doth  send  in   the  night. 

My    heart  ran  -  neth  o  -  ver,  runs  o   •  vor. 


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15    V 

No.  70.  Draw  Me  Nearer. 

Fannie  J.  Crosby,      copyright,  ibc3,  by  w.  h  doane,  renewal. 


William  H.  Doane. 


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1.  I  am  Thine,  0  Lord,I  have  heard  Thy  voice, And  it  told  Thy  love  to    me; 

2.  Con-se-crate  me  now  to  Thy  serv-  ice, Lord, By  the  pow'r  of  grace  di-  vine; 
3.0    the  pure  de-light  of    a  sm  -  gle  hour  That  be-fore  Thy  throne  I  spend, 

4.  There  are  depths  of  love  that  I  cannot  know  Till  I  cross  the  nar  -  row  sea; 

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But    I  long  to  rise   in  the  arms  of  faith,  And  be  clos-er  drawn  to  Thee. 
Let  my  soul  look  up  with  a  stead-fast  hope.  And  my  will  be  lost  in  Thme. 
WhenI  kneelmpray'r, and  with  Thee, my  God,  I  commune  as  friend  with  friend 
There  are  heights  of  joy  that  I  may  not  reach,  Till  I  rest  in  peace  with  Thee. 


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Draw  me  near  -  er,      nearer,  blessed  Lord,  To  the  cross  where  Thou  hast  died, 

.      N  ne*r-er. 


Draw  me  nearer,  nearer,  nearer, blessed  Lord,To  Thy  precious,  bleeding  side. 


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No.  71. 


c.  H.  a. 


The  Grand  Old  Bible. 

COPYRIGHT,  1807,  BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O  .EXCELL  , OWNER. 

N  N g. 


Chas.  H.  Qabrlel. 


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1.  Hold  up  the  grand  old  Bi  -  ble  to   the   peo  -  pie!  De  -  ny     it    or    neg- 

2.  Hold  up  the  grand  old  Bi  -  ble  and  pro  -  claim  it  The  word  of  God  by 

3.  Hold  up  the  grand  old  Bi  -  ble  of    our  fa  -  thers,  And  send  it    un  -  to 

4.  Hold  up  the  grand  old  Bi  -  ble,  proud-ly  own    it,  Be-lieve,  and  search  its 


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lect     it     nev    -  er!  Un  -  fail  -  ing   it      has  stood  the  test  of    a  -  ges, 

proph-ets  spok  -  en;  His   seal  im- print -ed   glows  up -on  its   pag  -  es, 

ev   -  'ry    na   -  tion;  It      is     the  cloud   by    day,  the  fire  in   dark-ness, 
sa  -  cred  pag  -  es;   There  you  may  find  the    way    of    life    e  -  ter  -  aal— 


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And    it    shall  stand  unchanged  for  -  ev  -  eri 

And  not     a  pre-cept  can  be  bro  -  ken.    0  bless -ed  book, 

That  lights  the  way  un  -  to    sal  -  va  -  tion. 

Im  -  mor-tal  life  thro 'end -less   a  -  ges.  o  bleas-ed  book, 


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tbeoo-Iy     book The  pow'rs  of  earth  can  change  it  neverl  The  test  of 

Ibe  on  -  ly  book, 


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*WiUi  his  permission  this  son?  is  gratefully  inscribed  to  Dr.  R.  A.  TOBBEY.  in  appreciation  of 
his  steadfast  loyalty  to  the  grand  old  book— the  BIBLE. 


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The  Grand  Old  Bible. 


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fire  and  flood  thro'  a-ges  it  hath  stood,  And  it  shall  stand  unchanged  for  -  ev  -  er. 


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No.  72. 


Jessie  B.  PttondJ. 


Beautiful  Isle. 

COPYRIGHT,  1897,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL^ 
WORO0  AND  MUSIC. 

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J.  S.  Pearto. 


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1.  Somewhere  the  sun  is 

2.  Somewhere  the  day  is 

3.  Somewhere  the  load  is 


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song-birds   dwell; 

task     is     done; 

0   •   pen  gate; 


shin  -  ing,  Somewhere  the 
long  -  er,  Somewhere  the 
lift  -  ed,    Close  by    an 


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pin  -  ing,  God  lives  and 
strong-er,  Somewhere  the 
rift  -  ed.  Somewhere  the 


Hush,  then,  thy  sad  re 
Somewhere  the  heart  is 
Somewhere  the  clouds  are 


all  is  well. 
guer-doQ  won. 
an  -  gels    wait. 


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Some  •  where.  Some     •     where.  Beau- ti- ful 

Som»-wher8,  betu-ti  •  ful,  beaa  •  ti  -  ful    Isl*. 

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Land  of  the  true  where  we  live  a-new,— Bean  -  ti  -  ful    Isle  of  Somewhere? 

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No.  73. 

Alice  L.  Criss. 


The  Qoldeii  Shore. 


COPYRIGHTED.  U8E0  BY  PERMISSION. 


Alfred  Blerly,  Mus.  Doc. 


1.  I  am  di-ifting  down  the  stream  of  time~. . .  Gently  drifting  tow'rd  the  gold-en 

2.  I  am  drifting  down  the  stream  of  time, Gently  drifting  far-ther  on  each 

5.  I  am  drifting  down  the  stream  of  tiine^. . .  Gently  nearmg  now  the  gold-en 


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shore,...  But  I  do  not  heed  the  bil-lows,  For  the  Sav-ior  guides  my  oar, 
day, ....  But  I  do  not  dread  my  voyage,  For  my  Sav-ior  points  the  way, 
gate,. . .     I    am    near-er  to   the  por-tal.  Where  de  -  part-ed  loved  ones  waits, 


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As  I'm  drift-ing  tow'rd  the  gold  -  en  shore. 
As  I'm  drift-mgfar  -  ther  on  each  day. 
There  to  en  -  ter  thro'  the  gold  -  en    gate. 


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I      am    drift- ingt     goD  -  tly 


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drift-ing,         I  am  drifting  tow'rd  the  golden  shore,       But  I  do  not  heed  the 
drift  -  we  on,  eoldeo  shore, 


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billows, For  the  Savior  guides  my  oar.  As  I'm  drifting  tow'rd  the  golden  shore. 

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No.  74. 


That  Beautiful  Land. 


Mrs.  P.  A.'F.  Wood-White.       copyriqhteo.  used  by  per.        Alfred  Beirly,  Mus.  Doc. 


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1.  I    have  heard  of  a     land  On    a     far-a-way  strand^p  the    Bi  -  ble  tho 

2.  There  are  ever-green  trees  That  bend  low  in  the  breeze,  ^nd  their  fruitage  1-3 

3.  There's  a  home  in  that  land  At  the  Fathers  right  hand;  There  are  mansions  whose 


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sto  -  ry   is  told,— Where  no  cares  ev-er   come,  Nev-er  darkness  nor  gloom, 
bright-er  than  gold;  There  are  harps  for  our  hands  In  that  fair-est     of  lands, 
joys  are  un-told;  There  the  ransomed  will  sing  Round  the  throne  of  their  King, 


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And  noth-ing  shall  ev-er  grow  old. 

And  noth-ing  shall  ev  -  er  grow  old. 

And  noth-ing  shall  ev  -  er  grow  old. 


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In    that  beau-ti  -  ful  land,  On  that 


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far-a-way  strand,  There  a-wait  us  a     pahn  and  a  crown;  The  sto  -ry  so 


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old  Will  new  glo  -  ry   un  -  fold.  And  the  sun-light  will  nev-er     go  down. 


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No.  75. 


Birdie  Bell. 


Tell  the  Blessed  Story. 


COPYRIGHT,  1808,  BY  A.  M.  PACE. 


A.  M.  Pace. 


1.  Tell  what  Je  -  sus  does    for  you,    Nev  -  er    was  a  friend  so  true, 

2.  Tell  what  Je  -  sus  does    to  -  day,    Helps  each  pil-grira  on    the  way, 

3.  Tell  the    sto  -  ry    here  be  -  low,    For  'twill  ev  -  er    sweet-er  grow, 


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0th  -  ers   long  to  know  Him  too,     Tell the  bless-ed 

Tell    the   blcss-ed  sto  -  ry. 

Guides  the  feet  that  weak-ly  stray,      Tell the  lov  -  ing 

Tell    the    lov  -  ing  sto  -  ry. 

Tin   in  heav'n  each  heart  will  know     All the  wondrous 

All  the  won-drous  eto  -  ry. 


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sto  -  ry;  Tell    a  -  bout  His  matchless  love,  How  He 

Tell      the  bless  -  ed  sto  -  ry; 

sto  -  ry;  0th  -  ers  need  His  guid-ing  hand.    As   they 

Tell    the     lov  -  ing  sto  -  ry; 

Sto  -  ry;  There  all  voic  -  es  join  the  strain,  Wor-thy 

All      the  wondrous  sto  -  ry; 


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left    His    home    a  -  bove,  Seeks  to   save    the  souls  who  rove, 

seek   the  Fa  -  ther  -  land.  In      His  strength  they  too  shall  stand, 

is       the  Lamb  once  slain,  Now    in      glo  -  ry  Christ  doth  reign, 

A        -A-  H^        hA-        -A-     -A-    &A.     .^     -^    y 


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Tell  the  Blessed  Story. 


Tell the  gi  a-cious  sto  -  ry . . . . 

Tell       the  srra-cious  sto  -  ry,  yes.  Tell    the  firra  -  cioua  sto  -  ry. 

Tell the  pre-cious  sto  -  ry 

Tell       the  pre  -  cious  sto  -   ry,  yes.  Tell    the  pre  -  cious  sto  -  ry. 

Nev  -        -        -        er  end  -  ing  sto  -  ry 

Nev  -  er    end  -  ing      sto   -    ry,  yes,  Nev  -  er   end  -  ing  sto  -  ry. 


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Sto  -  -  ry  of re-deera-ing     love, 

Sto  -  ry      of     re  -  deem  -  ing   love,  Sto  -  ry      of      re  -  deem  -  ing  love. 


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Sing     it    till we  meet     a  -  bove; 

Sing      it     till    we    meet     a  -  bove.  Sing    it       till     we  meet     a  -  bove; 


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Matchless    sto  -  ry,  end  -  less  sto  -  ry.  Matchless    sto  -  ry,  end -less    sto  -  ry. 


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Tell     of      Je        -       -       -        8U3    and    His      love. 

Tell     of       Je  -   BUS    and  His      love.  Tell      of        Je  -  sus  and  His  love. 


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No.  76. 


c.  H.  a. 


The  Wonderful  Story, 

COPYRIGHT,  18S7,  BY  E.  O.    EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Chss.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  0      sweet  is  thesto-ry  of  Je-sus,  The  won-der-ful  Sav-iorof  men, 

2.  He    came  from  the  brightest  of  glo  -  ry;  His  blood  as  a  ran-som  He  gave, 

3.  His  mer  -  cy  flows  on  like  a  riv  -  er;  His   love  is  unmeasured  and  free; 


-A  .   -A  -A  -A-  -A.  -A-  -A-  .A--^.    _-_.  ^„   «   .  A  >--A* 


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Who  suf-fered  and  died  for  the  sin-ner— I'll  tell  it  a  -  gain  and  a  -gaini 
To  pur-chase  e  -  ter  -  nal  redemption, And,  0  He  is  might -y  to  savel 
His  grace  is   for  -  ev  -  er  suf  -  fi  -  cient,It  reach-es  and  pu  -  ri  -  fies  me. 


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0   won    -    -  der -ful,  wonder -fulsto    -    ry,      The    dear     -     est  that 

0  ■won-der-fiil  sto     -     -      ry,  0  won-der-ful  sto- ry.The     dearest  that  ev -- - 

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ev  -  er  was  told;  . 


that    ev  -  er  was  told; 


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.    I'll  re -peat  it  in  glo    -    -    ry,  The  wonderful 

I'll     re  -  peat  it     in    plo  -  ry,  The 

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sto    -    -    ry,        Where  I     .     .     .    shall  His  beauty  be-hold.     .     . 

won-der-ful  sto  -   ry.  Where  I  shall  His  beau     -     -     ty.  His  beau -ty  be-hold. 


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.Mo.  77. 


Let  the  Song  Rin$  Out. 


Maud  Frazer. 


COPYRIGHT,  1908,  BY  WILL  L.  THOMPSON. 


Will  L.  Thompson. 


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:i— S— -— 


1.  'Neath  the  King's  command  let  us  march  a  long,  With  a  cheer  -  ful  step 

2.  Now  with  gladsome  hearts  lot  us  serve  our  King;  As    we    do    His  will, 

3.  Let  the  song  ring  out,  and    be    not  dis-mayed,  Tho'  the  hosts  of  sin 

4.  Oh,    re-joice,  re-joice,    let     us  grate -ful    be     For   sal-va-tion  of- 


A-^-A— tA A A . A 5 — A A-!-A— rA A ^ 

4 — iib-=— 14 — HA — I ^k — 14-^-yk — MA \tk tj K 1 1 1 


and    a    cour-age  strong;  God  has  filled  our  hearts  with  a  sweet,'new  song; 
ev  -  er  praise  and  sing;   For  our  song  may  souls      to    the  Sav  -  ior  bring, 
are     in  might  ar-rayed;  God's  our  strength  and  Shield, He  will  give  us    aid; 
fered  so    full,    so  free;  There  is     life     e  -  ter  -  nal,     for  you,  for    me,— 
-n» m ff A-^-A— r> A — A ■ — ; A m  — A- 


^ 


Chorus. 


3-^- 


I^ 


Let     the  song   ring     out     to    -  day. 


Let   the    song  ring 

Let      the  sons: 


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Re  -  joice,  re-joice  and  praise  the  Lord;  Let  the  joy  -  ful  song  ring    out. 


ri      ^    I  A" A— A A  -  r>— b^      T     A^-^-f-A 


-y-i- 


Oh,  it  is  Wonderful! 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


1.  I  stand  all   a-mazed  at  the  love   Je  -  sus  of  -  fers  me,  Con-fused  at  the 

2.  I   mar-vel  that  He  would  de-scend  from  His  throne  di-vme,  To  res  -  cue  a 

3.  I  think  of  His  hands,pierced  and  bleeding  to  pay  the  debtl  Such  mer-cy,  such 


-4-S- 


— S- 


I 


pll^li^^^^^^ 


m 


-sir     - 
grace  that  so     ful  -  ly     He  prof-fers  me;      I    trem-ble     to  know  that  for 

Soul   so     re  -  bel-lious  and  proud  as  mine;  That  He  should  ex-tend  His  great 

love  and   de  -  vo  -  tion  can     I     for-get?   No,  no,    I     will  praise  and  a- 


i 


-^^ 


^=i 


rit 


Pl^^^^a^ 


±^- 


me    He  was  cru  -  ci-fied,  That  for  me,  a  sui-ner,  He  suf-fered,He  bled  and  died, 
love  un-to    such  as   I,    Suf  -  fi-cient  to  own,  to  re-deem  and  to  jus  -  ti  -  fy. 
dore  at  the    mercy-seat,  Un  -  til  at  the  glo-ri  -  fled  throne  1  kneel  at  His  feet. 


>    t 


f=^ 


Chorus. 


Oh,    it     13 


won 


der-ful  that    He  should  care    for  me,    E-nough  to 

Won  -  der-  ful! 


I ^ yk 14 L,4_. ,4 ^. 


W- 


■5- 


igpipi^^^i^i^ii 


die    for  me! 

Won  •  der-ful! 


Oh,    it 


won  -  der-ful, 


won-der-ful     to     mel 


|lp?ippiilip 


53 


-A— r 


tl~ 


i 


No.  79. 


The  Savior's  Smile. 

COrVRtOHT,  1907,  tY  E.  O.  EXCELU 
WORM  AND   MUSIC. 


Jno.  R.  Sweacy. 

i 1- 


S3^ 


^^ 


1 .  As     the  sunlight  breaks  thro'  the  clouds  o'er  head,  When  the  storm  has  passed, 

2.  In     the  time     of    sor  -  row,  and  pain   and  grief,When  I    pray     to  Je  - 

3.  \Yhenthe  morning  beams  with    a  joy  -  ful  light,  Or  when  dark  and  drear 

4.  So      it    mat -teri  not  what  the  years  may  bring, Whether  win -ter's  froata, 


^m 


^ 


3E3; 


:f=^ 


^ 


^ 


m 


m^ 


and  the' winds  have  fled,  So  In  hours  of  dark-ness,  and  fear  and  trial. 
BUS,  He  sends  re  -  lief,  When  temp-tations  sore  would  my  soul  be-guile. 
fall  the  shades  of  night.  As  we're  nearing  home  with  each  wea-ry  mile, 
or    the  flowers  of  spring,  If     in     faith  I    pray  to    Him   all  the  while. 


^^ 


1p=t 


m 


rn 


d^ 


1^ 


£j^-r=i 


^^ 


Fine.  Chorus. 


t      J        J-^ ^ 


^ 


There  is  noth  -  ing   so  sweet    as  the  Sav-ior's  smile.   There  b 


^^^?E^S 


,P      F-     A ft-     W      ,A 


R^rT^nyp 


noth  -  ing 


«± 


y — K- 


D.  S. — There  u  nothing    to    tweet  at    the    Sav-ioft  tmile. 


te 


r    Pi  fe 


t=* 


T=Xi 


:;^=^ 


^— N— ^ 


?±i=i^ 


80  sweet,  there  is  noth-mg    so  sweet,  As    the  smile  He  gives,  when  we 


trrg-p-g— P^ 


r     »•  «     I       II 

1 1 1  t  n 


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V K 


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kneel    at  His  feet.    In    the  boor     of     grief,    in    the  boor 


F=r=r 


*!«*: 


i 


of   trial, 


No.  80. 


c.  H.a. 


Galling  the  Prodigal. 

COPYRIGHT,  1889,   BV  E,  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Chas.  H.  Qabriel. 


mm^^^^^l^ 


1.  God   is  call-ing  the  prod-i-gal,come  with-out  de-lay,     Hear,Ohear  Him  calling, 

2.  Pa-tient,  lov-ing  and  ten-der-ly  still  the  Fa-ther  pleads,   Hear,0  hear  Him  calling, 

3.  Come,theres  bread  m  the  house  of  thy  Father.andto  spare,Hear,0  hear  Him  calling. 


■lA— lA— A — 14 — 14- 


-r\ — rr^ST  r^rS~S~S~S~S '  S"^ 


tj=±: 


calling  now  for  thee;   Tho'  you've  wandered  so  far  from  His  presence, come  to-day, 
calling  now  for  thee;       Oh!  re-turn  while  the  Spir-it  in  mer  -  cy  in  -ter-cedes, 
callmg  now  for  thee;       Lol  the  ta-ble  is  spread  and  the  feast  is  waiting  there, 

for  thee; 


^/p — 14 — 14—14  —  14—14 14-14 

-r-p-r-^'t-pr 


-14 — 14 


Chorus. 


^^^^^ir^l 


Hear  His  lovmg  voice  callmg  still Call    -   -   ing  now  for  thee, , 

call-ing  still:        Calling  now  for  tbee,      Callingr  now  for  thee. 


0    wear    -    - 


I      U  1/  U'  u  i 


y  prod-i-gal,  come;'. .'..',..,         Call      -     ing  now  for 

Weary  prod-i-gal,  come,  weary  prod-i-gal,  come;    Calling  now  for  thee. 


m: 


Sig! 


ais 


P=l 


-A-A-A-A-A-A^ 


14—14-14   14   I4-I4- 


TP"\rp- 


tE^^ 


-14—14-14     14   14- 


'Tf^-^tT'- 


thee, 0    wear      -      -      -      y  prod-i-gal,  come 

Calling  now  for  thee,        Wear-y  prod-i  -  gal,  come,  wear-y  prod-i-g«l,  come. 


miMm^^im 


ES 


14 — 14     14     14     14- 


iH 


Draw  Nigh  to  God. 


1.  If  you  would  be  set  free  from  sin,  "Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  to  God;" 

2.  If  you  would  do   His  will   di-vine,  "Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  to  God;'* 

3.  If  you  a  ho  -  ly  life    would  live,  "Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  to  God;" 

4.  If  you  will    win  the  heav'nly  prize,  "Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  to  God;" 

5.  If  you  His    glo  -  ry  would  be-hold;  "Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  to  God;" 


i-z^^in^-X^ 


1^1 

If  you  would  have  His  peace  with-in,   "Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  to  God." 

Up  -  on  your  way  His  light  will  shine,   "Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  to  God." 

He  will  the  Ho  -   ly    Spir-itgive,   "Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  to  God." 

Up -on  the  good  now  fix  your  eyes,   "Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  to  God." 

In  heav'n  be  -  yond  the  gates  of  gold,   "Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  to  God." 
-A-     -♦-   -♦-•      -i»-     _ 

^  ^  ^  sf-    f-  ,r-    r  -r— ^--C-  -g-    fe  « •  ^-  - 


ssg^F 


i=^ 


*=«±t 


?^; 


-*— 


Refrain. 


"Draw  nigh  to  God,  draw  nigh  to  God,"  0 -bey  His  will,  be  -  lieve  His  word; 


Wi^i^^^^Mim 


•tr-y— r 


h    r^   ^,J K-^ 

m i    J    M  —\-m ■ »~r 


^^^^iSiip^pi 


Thou 'It  find  His  pre  -  cious  prom  -  ise  true,   He  will  draw   nigh    to    thee. 

I         I     I 


i^^i^^l^^ 


No.  82. 


Gome  Unto  Me! 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 

Duet,  Alto  and  Tenor. 


Homer  F.  Morris,  by  per. 


♦ #> 3     r^  *     1 ^ 3 — L^_!_-^ ^Z—Sl 


ijidtp: 


if 


1.  Come  un-to  me  I  come  un-to   mel  Come  with  thy  ginlt  oppressed,Come  all  ye 

2.  Come  un-to  me!  come  un-to   mel  No    Ion  -  ger  from  me  stray,  If   ye   be 

3.  Come  un-to  mel  come  un-to   me!  Why  Ion  -  ger  thirst  -  y    go?  The  fountain 

h  .1 J  :^-  x^  -.^  ^_  I    f^J^J:^   IjA.   kX  ' 

1*  1  — Eg  •    g C "i  »00    # 


^ 


M^ 


S=^=?=^ 


-^ — ^ — f—^^ — fi — ^— Ff — ^- 

t      t-Lr   "b      tLr 


^ 


Ifr  ffi 


-ir 


B^ 


*^ 


« — 3 — l:#-= — ♦ — ♦^ 


J^^JW^^^^^^ 


^ 


wea-ry,  weak  and  faint,  Come  find  a  place  of  rest;  Come  un-to  me,  come  un-to 
hun-gry,  sick  and  faint.  Come  to  the  feast  to  -  day;  Come  un-to  me,  come  un-to 
flow  -  eth  now  for  thee,  Its  full-ness  come  and  know;  Come  un-to  me,  come  un-to 


I 


mm 


^^f- 


-♦ — ♦^ 


^^^ 


me.  And   I   thy  Com  -  for 

me,  Wa  -  ter   of    life      I 

me,  And   I   will  cure    thy 

I  ^  h  h  J      h 


^ 


^ 


A-e- 


-  ter  will   be;  0   wea-ry     soul   with  bur-dens 

free  -  ly   give,  Come,  all  ^e  thirst  -  y, parched  with 

ev  -'ry    ill,  Thy  life  with  peace  and  joy  will 

I     N  .^  J"  ^.    ^  h  ^ 


h     h   -i, 


u^— 1=^ 


■f-^ 


ur^ — trr 


-.f^-n- 


trrt tr 

Refrain,  i 


f^4- 


rrt— 4:- 


i 


±^ 


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i 


pressed,  Come,  I  will  give  you 
neat.  And  my  rich  grace  re  - 
fill         To   all   e  -  ter  -  ni 

J.  .h^J,^i 


--PH- 


rest,  I      U    y  \ 

ceive.         0   come  un-to  me! 

'  ty.  Com*  an-tomel  come  an 'to  mel 


I 


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pf 


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^^rrrr 


0     come  un-to 

Come  un-to  me! 


rtr 


i 


5±3-t 


me!  "^     "^    '    And     I    will   thy  com-fort-er 

come  un  -  to  mel 


V=^=t 


i*— ^— lf-# 


t- 


-A-*    -A-  -A-   -*-•    -A- 


ti 


1— ^- 


S 


it=t=t: 


^=P^ 


Gome  Unto  Me. 


-^-T- 


be: 


7^1 


^M: 


r=|-F 


poor, 

"'oor.   bur-dened  soul, 
-A-      -A*    -A-    -A- 


— ?  r"^ 

burdened  soul,  "^      "^        by 

poor,  bur-dened  soul, 


*=I±J: 


No.  83. 


Supplication. 


Eld.  J.  H.  Lonifenecker.     owned  by  j.  henry  showalter. 


J.  Henry  Showalter. 


1.  As  -  sera-bled,  Lord,  in  Thy  great  name,  We  meet  in  Coun  -  oil,  here; 

2.  Now  may  Thy  wait-ing     peo  -  pie  feel     An    unc-tion  full  and  free; 

3.  0     bless-ed  Lord, come  cleanse  and  purge  All  leav-en  from  the  heart; 

4.  Fill       us    with  wis-dora  from    a  -  bove,Give  strength  as  is  our   day; 

5.  May    our    de  -  lib  -  er  -  a  -  tions.Lord,  Be  pleas -ing    in  Thy  sight; 

6.  And  when  our  Christian    race     is   run,    And  earth  s  fond  ties  are  riv'n, 


may 


pen-te 


ry  samt  ap  -  pear. 


Thy     liv  -  ing  pres-ence,  Lord,  re-veal     That  mafces  us   one    in     Thee. 
Come,  sanc-ti-fy  Thy  blood-bought  Church, New    life  and  strength  im-part. 
All    strife  and  dis-cord     far     re-move.  Grant  peace  and  love,  we    pray. 
May    all    Thy  saints,  with  sweet  ac-cord.  In  Christ,  their  Lord,  u  -  nite. 
0  Lord,  our  God,  thensay,  "Welldone,"  And  crown  us  heirs    in   heav'n. 


No.  84. 

F.  S.  H. 


Jesus  is  Galling. 

COPYRIGHT,    1896,    B'   E.    O.    EXCbLL, 
WORDS   AND   MUSIC. 


F.  S.  Shepard. 


teE^^P^^^^^ 


1.  Je  -  su§,  the  Sav  -  ior,  is  call  -  ing  for  thee,  "Come,heav-y  U  -  den  one, 

2.  Ye  who  are  wander -ing  now  far   a  -  way,  Heed  the  blest  message,  why 

3.  Je  -  sus  still  seeks  thee  a -far  from  the  fold.  Out    on  the  mountain  so 


#-■ 


m 


u 


m 


s 


p=^iii*Ufi 


j=f=f- 


?cztz: 


t=f^ 


i 


^ 


come  un  -  to  me;  I  will  thy  soul  from  its  bur  -  dens  set  free"— Je  -  sua 
long  -  er  de  -  lay?  Why  from  His  pres  ence  so  long  wilt  thou  stay?  Je  -  sus 
dark  and  so  cold;    Turn  to  Him  now— in  His  arms  He'll  en  -  fold— Je  -  sus 


15 4. 


u 


U    1/ 


■^ 


i 


m 


t=f=f^ 


t=^t=^ 


Refrain. 


^^t3r^^=P 


t=:t 


-• — ^ 


-^ — ti 


TTn — ? 


mj ♦ g 


is      call  -  ing  for    thee!        Je  -  sus  is     call    -    -    ing,    ten  -  der  -  ly 

Call  -  i:i^  for  tiiee. 


t=fc=M: 


^^U- 


i^-zz^ 


all 

11  -  ing  foi 


U    1/    u 

call    -    -    ing,     Je  -  sus  is  call-ing,  call-ing  for  thee;   Je  -  sus  is  call  -  -  - 

call  -  ing  for  time,  Call  -  ing  for 


/UL   * ^-^ — A — A A — A — A— r^-^A — A — A- 


^±1 


k   k   k 


#^ 


Rii. 


^^^ 


^^ 


-# #■ 


fe^ES^^ 


U    b    k    '  ^ 

ing,    ten-der-ly  call    -   -   ing,    Je  -  sus  is  call  -  ing,  call  -  ing  for  thee. 

thee,  call  -  iug  fur  thee, 


^M^: 


i/   1/   ^ 


w 


4nrj.: 


Sfe^ 


I 


No.  85. 


Rev.  J.  B.  Atchin5on. 


Let  him  In. 

COPYRIGHT,    1881  ,  BV  JOHN  J.  HOOD. 
E.  O    EXCELL,  OWNER. 


E.  O.  Exccll. 


W^ 


1.  There's  a  Strang-er    at    the  door,  Let 

*J.  0  -   pen  now  to   Hira  your  heart,        Let 

3.  Hear  you  now  His  lov  -  ing  voice?         Let 

4.  Now  ad  -  iiiit  the   heav'n-ly  Guest         Let 

J^    .  Let  the  Sav-ior  in, 


ffT^  ^Tfff 


Him 
Him 
Hira 
Him 


m; 
in; 
in; 
in; 

Let  the  StT-ior  in; 


\^  y  V  y  \ 


He  has  been  there  oft  be  -  fore, 
H   you  wait   He    will  de  -  part. 
Now,  oh,  now  make  Him  your  choice, 
He  will  make  for  you    a    feast, 


hr^-^^¥ 


'£=e- 


^-1^ 


fcs 


13 


Let 
Let 
Let 
Let 

Let  the  Sav 

:f-f— 


Him 
Him 
Him 
Him 


m; 
in; 
in; 
in; 
Let  the  Sav  -  ior  in; 


♦=^^- 


^ 


A— A     14     14     A 


ii:^^- 


U  ^  b  P 


rrrp 


lr^=*=ti: 


n-t-i- 


^^ 


P^2Z 


4 — \ — ^- 


r-t~i-^ 


m 


Let  Him  in,    ere   He    is     gone,  Let  Him  in,    the    Ho  -  ly     One, 

Let  Him  in.    He    is    your  friend,  He  your  soul  will  sure  de  -   fend, 

He     is  stand-ing    at    your  door,  Joy    to     you    He    will     re  -  store. 

He  will  speak  your  sins  for  -  givn,  And  when  earth  ties  all    are    riv'n. 


^ 


t=t 


-s=e^ 


pbi.  i> 


-I   [>  II 


Je  -  sus  Christ, the  Fa-ther*s  Son, 
He  will  keep  you  to  the  end. 
And  His  name  you  will  a  -  dore. 
He  will  take  you  home  to  heav'n, 


^S 


:W=H4-H4— l— 


Let 
Let 
Let 
Let 

Let  the  Sav  -  ior  in, 
^-# ^-sr- 


Him 
Him 
Him 
Him 


m. 
in. 
in. 
in. 

Let  the  Sav  -  ior  in. 


US 


'/  P  k  U  I 


:tfe 


No.  86.        You  Ought  lo  Know  My  Jesus. 


Elizabeth  B.  Miller. 


BRETHREN  PUB.  HOUSE,  OWNER. 


J.  E.  Delmarter. 


m 


^ 


^-^5§i 


-4— :jr 


irz:?^ 


^=i=H 


1.  You  ought  to  know  my  Je  -  sus,  He's  ev  -  'ry    thing  to      me; 

2.  You  ought  to  know  my  Je  -  sus,   He  do  -  eth     all  things  well; 

3.  You  ought  to  know  my  Je  -  sus,   For  He       a  -  lone  hath  pow'r; 

4.  You  ought  to  know  my  Je  -  sus.  So  gen  -  tie,    true  and     kind; 


m 


— p—'i V 


P^f¥?- 


fe^ii^iipp^Pi 


He'll  prove  the    same   to     you,  friend,  0,  come  and  taste  and    see. 

He  nev  -  er,     nev  -  er     fails     me,  His  praise  how  can     I       tell! 

To  heal    the    soul's  dis  -  eas  -  es,  And  keep  thee  pure  each    hour. 

No  friend  like  Christ,  my   Sav  -  iour,  In        all    the  world  you'll  find. 


83 


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n- 


^Bi^^^m 


-P=^ 


f^ 


Refrain. 


d 


r^ 


33* 


^F3td 


You  ought    to  know   my     Je  -  sus,  With  Him    none  can    com  -  pare; 

A-         -A-      -A-         -A-      -P^»    -^ 


^ 


irrT#zz3?— f±:rzz:t=t:=ir 


U—i^=z 


p—f 


^ 


I— V 


hzT^ 


h .  i^.  I 


^zii^ial: 


i 


>- 


^-i — ♦ 


He's  chief     a-mong    ten    thou -sand,    Of    all       the  host    most    fair. 

F-         -A-      -A-'    -A- 


>•        > 


No.  87. 


Loyalty  to  Christ. 


Dr.B.T.Ctfsel. 


894,   ISM,     BV  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORD6  AND  MUSIC. 


Flora  H.  CaiMl. 

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1.  From  0  -  ver  hill  and  plain  There  comes  the  signal  strain, 'Tis  loy-al-ty,!oy-al-ty, 

2.  0  hear,  ye  brave, the  sound  That  moves  the  earth  aronnd,  *Tis  loy-al-ty,loy-al-ty, 

3.  Come, join  our  loy-althrong,We'll  root  the  gi-ant  wrong, 'Tis  loy-al-ty,loy-al-ty, 

4.  The  strength  of  youth  we  lay  At    Je-sus' feet  to-day,  'Tis  loy-al-ty,loy-al-tT, 


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loy-al-ty  to  Christ;   Its  mu- sic  rolls  a -long.   The  hills  take  up   the  song, 

loy-al-ty  to  Christ;  A  -  rise  to  dare  and  do,  Ring  out  the  watchword  true, 

loy-al-ty  to  Christ;  Where  Sa-tan's  banners  float  We'll  send  the  bu-gle  note, 

loy-al-ty  to  Christ;  His  gos-pel  we'll  pro-claim  Thro'-out  the  world'sdo-mam. 


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(No.  88.        Where  He  Leads  Me  I  Will  Go. 


Nora  E.  Ber!<ebile. 


J.  HENRY  8H0WALTER,  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  Showoiter. 


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Je  -  BUS  trod the  path  be  -  fore   me  (path  be  -  fore  me,)  And  the 

It     may  be to    heat-ed   jun-gle,  (heat-ed   jun-gle,)    Or     mid 

It     may  be thro'  paths  of  suff'ring,  (paths  of  sarring.)    It      may 

It     may  be to      fill  some  mission,  (fin  some  mission,)    In       an 

I       will  fol      -  low  close  be-side  Him,(ciosebe-side  Him,)  Fol  -  low 


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way....   is  safe  and  sure,  (is  safe  and  sure,)     If   I     trav    -    el 

north  -  em  ice  and  snow,  (mid  ice  and  snow,)  But  I'll  heed. .  my  Master's 

be on  bed  of  pain, (on  bed  of  pain,)    It  may  be. . . .      in  want  or 

hum  -  ble,  ob-scure  place, (some  obscure  place)  But  I'll  go. . . .  and  do    it 

till this  life  is  o'er,(thi3 life  is  o'er,)  Then  I'll  dwell.,  with  Him  in 


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foot-steps,  (in  His  foot-steps)    I  shall    ev       -     -     er    be    Se-CUre,  (shall  be  se-cure.) 

plead-ing,  (Master's  pleading) If  He     leads me  I  shall  go,  (yes,  I  shall  go.) 

80r  -  row,  (want  or  sor-row,)Yet  I'll     near.  .  . .  His  side  re-main,  (near  Him  remain.) 

glad  -  ly,  (do   it  glad  -  ly,)  Cheered  by  His ... .  un-f  ail-mg  grace,  (nn-faiiing  grace.) 
glo  -  ry, (dwell  in  gio-ry,) There '11  be  joy. ...     for  ev-er-more, ( for  ey  - er-more.) 

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He      is      walk     •       •    -ing     on       be  •  fore    me And  will 


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And  will  clear  the  way  I    know, He  will  keep  me  safe  from 

clear  .   .  •      the  way     I     koow,  the  way  I    know,  He  will     keep  .  .  .     ma  safe  from 

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falling,  safe  from  falling.  Where  He  leads. ...    me  I  will  go 

fall-ioe Where  He  leads  me,  where  He  leads  ine,  I  will  go,  yes.  I  will  go. 


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No.  89. 


Send  Forth  Thy  Workers. 


Mary  C.  5t0Der. 


J.  HENRY  SHOWALTER,  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  Showalter. 


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1.  Blessed  Lord,  send  forth  Thy  workers,  Let    Thy  chil-dren  not    de  -  lay, 

2.  Yea,  dear  Lord,  while  souls  are  dying.  Lost   for  lack  of    love    to    Thea, 

3.  Take  our  hearts,  0  bless-ed  Sav-iour,  Take  our  hves,  our  wills,  our    all, 

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Breathe,  oh,  breathe  Thy  love  un-dy-ing  In  -  to  sm-ful  hearts  to  -  day. 
Con  -  se- crate  us,  fill  and  send  us.  With  Thy  mes-sage  full  and  free. 
Sweet  shall  be    our  hum-ble   serv-ice.    Glad  -  ly    we     o  -  bey  Thy   call. 


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No.  92. 


Be  a  Blessin.^. 


JohnsoB  Oatman,  Jr.    copyright,  i«02,  by  a.  j.  ahowalter. 


A.  J.  Sho waiter. 


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1.  Would  you  be    a  sun-beam  filled  with  heav  -  en's 

2.  Where  the  tears  are  fall-ing  and  the  hearts     are 

3.  Just     a     cup  of  wa  -  ter  for   the  Mas  -  ter's 

1,  Would   you     be      a  sua  -  beam 

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light,  Shed-ding  forth  a 
sad,  Take  some  gospel 
sake  May  sweet  chords  of 

filled  with  heavoD's  light,    Shed-ding  forth    its 


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beau  -  ty  0  -  ver  scenes      of  night?     In  this  world  of  sor-row,  sick-ness 

raes-sage  that  will  make  them  glad;  Strive  to  give  them  comfort  by  some 

mu  -  sic    in  some  bos   -    om  wake;  Seek  to  help  some  pilgrim  t'ward  the 

beau  -  ty                          o  -  ver  sceaes  of  night?      In    this  werld   of    sor  -  row. 


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sm       and       woe,  Try  to  be  a  bless  -  ing  ev  -  'ry-where    you  go. 

lov   -   ing      deed.  Try  to  be  a  bless  -  ing  ev  -  'ry-where    you  go. 

gold   -  en       land.  Try  to  be  a  bless  -  ing  ev  -  'ry-where    you  go. 

sick-ness,  sin  and  woe,  Try   to  be  a   bless  -  ing  ev  -  'ry-where  you  go. 


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Be  a  bless-ing   on  life's  wear     -    y        mile. 

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Stand  Fast  In  His  Love, 


S.  Houston  Profflt. 


JAMES  0.  VAUGMAN,  OWNER. 
ALL  RIGHTS  RESERVED 


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1.  Stand  fast,  0   serv-ants  of     our  King,    His  blood  has  made  us      free, 

2.  Stand  fast,  someday  with  Him  we'll  reign,  Let   love     a-bound  with  -  in, 

3.  Stand  fast,  0    sol  -  diers  of     the  cross.  The    Sav-iour's  love  pro  -  claim, 

4.  Stand  fast,  0    Chris-tians  for  the    right,  And     to   your  Lord  be       true, 


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Stand  fast,  stand  fast,  Stand  fast  in  the  love  of     God;  He 

SUnd     fast  in  His  lore,  sUDd  fast  in  His  love, 


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bless  us  ev'ry  day, As  we  journey  on  our  way.Stand  fast  m  the  love  of  God. 
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God. 


No.  94.  Is  He  Satisfied  With  Me? 

Hattie  Y.  Qilbert.  j.  henry  showalter,  owner.  J.  Henry  5howalter. 


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1.  I     am    sat  -  is-fied  with  Je-  sus,  For  His  death  has  made  me  free,Ev-'ry 

2.  In    this  world  of   sin  and  sor-row,  Full  of  hate,  de-ceit  and  strife,    If  I 

3.  When  my  earthly  race  is    end-ed.  And  the  Fa-therbids  me  come;  Tho'my 


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day  His  presence  cheer-eth,When  by  faith  His  face  I  see;  Yes,  I'm  sat  -  is- 
may  but  look  to  Je-sus,  He  will  sane- ti-fy  my  life;  How  He  fills  my 
ef-forts  may  seem  failures,  As    I    count  no  vict'ries  won;  I'll    be     hap-py 

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soul  with  goodness,  And  His  prora-is-es  to  me  Drive  a  -  way  all  cares  and 
in     that  hour     When  my  friends  no  help  can  be.     If     I     hear  my  Sav-iour 

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mer-cies.  Is     He     sat-is  -  fied  with  me? 

shad-ows,  Bids  all     dis-con-tent-ment  flee!    Is    He    sat-is -fied  with  me? 

whis-per,  "I    am      sat-is  -  fied  with  thee." 


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Is  He  sat- is- fied  with  me?  In  my  thoughts the  ques-tion 

In  my  thoughts  the  ques-tion  lin  -  gers,  In      my 

For  last  verse.    May  I  hear His  gen  -  tie 

May    I     hear    His  gen -tie    whis-per.    May       I 


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lingers, Is  He  sat-is      -       -        fied  with  me? 

thoughts  the  question  lingers.  Is  He  sat  -  is  -  fied  with  me?    Is    He    sat-is  -  fied  with  me? 

whisper,  "Child, I'm  sat-is    -       -     fied  ^vith  thee!" 

hear  His  gen-tle  whisper,  "Child  I'm  sat-is  -  fied  with  thee,  Child,  I'm  sat-is-fied  with  thee!' 


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No.  95. 

nary  C.  Stooer. 


Abidin.^  Presence. 


J.  HENRY  8H0WALTER.  OWNER. 


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J.  Henry  Showaiter. 


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1.  Thou  a-bid-eth  ev  -  er  with  me,  Blessed  Lord. .  I  feel  thy  love,  (i  feel  thy  love.) 

2.  Tho'  I  take  the  wings  of  morning.Or  my  heart  be  bowed  with  care,  (be  bowed  a  ith  care.) 

3.  Yea, the  darkness  cannot  hide  me,  For  it  shin  -  eth  as  the  day,  (shines  as  the  day,) 


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Angels  hover  near  my  pathway, Point  me  to . .  the  home  above. (the  home  above.) 
Yea,  behold  Thy  Spirit  leadeth.  And  my  Savior  Thou  art  near.  (Thou'rt  ever  near.) 
Ev-er  will  Thy  Spir-it  lead  me.  Thou  dost  guide  me  all  the  way.  (yes, all  the  way.) 


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No.  96. 


The  Kind's  Business. 


Dr.  J.  Wilbur  Chapman's  Simultaneous  Campaign  Hymn. 

COPYRIGHT,  1902,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 

Dr.  B.  T.  CM5el.  words  and  music.  Flora  H. 


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1.  I       am  a    strang-er  here,  with  -  in     a    for  -  eign  land,  My  home  is 

2.  This  is  the  King's  command,  that  all  men  ey  -  'ry- where,  Re -pent  and 

3.  My  home  is  bright  -  er  far  than  Shar-on's  ros  -  y  plain,    E  -  ter  -  nal 


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turn  a  -way,  from  sin's  se  -  due  tive  snare;  That  all  who  will  o  -  bey,  with 
life   and  joy  thro'  -  out  its  vast  do  -  mam;  My  Sov'reign  bids  me  tell  how 


realms  be  -  yond  the  sea,    I'm  here  on  business  for  my    King. 

Him    shall  reign  for'aye.  And  that's  my  business  for  my     King.  This  is  the 

mor-tals  there  may  dwell,  And  that's  my  business  for  my    King. 


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No.  97. 


Rev.  R.  J.Craiff. 


The  Li^ht  of  the  World. 


J.  D.  BRUNK,  OWNER.     USED  BY  PER. 


1.  Ye    are    the    light  of     the  world,  Driv-ing   the  dark-ness    a  -  way, 

2.  Ye    are    the    light  of     the  world,  Caus-ing    the  clouds  to     de  -  part, 

3.  Ye    are    the    light  of     the  world;  Thro'  you  the  true  light  must  shine, 

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Shed-ding  your  beams  on  the     lost,  Chang-ing  their  night  in  -  to     day. 

Throw-ing  the    sun-shme  of     peace  Down  on    the  pour,  bur-dened  heart. 

Call  -  ing  the    lost  sons    of     men  Home  to    the  Fa  -  ther    di  -  vine. 

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Then  let  your  light  ev  -  er  shine,  Show-ing  the  right  way  to  go; 
Then  let  your  light  ev  -  er  shine,  Loved  ones  are  pant-ing  for  rest; 
Then  let  your  light  ev  -  er     shine,    Hal  -  low  the  name  that   is    love; 


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Glad-ly  the  lost  ones  will  see—  God's  boundless  love  they  will  know. 
Sun  -  shine  their  souls  will  re  -  vive,  Lift  -  ing  them  up  to  the  blest. 
You  will  each  shine  as      a      star,      Fixed  in     the     or  -  bit     a  -  bove. 


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No.  99. 


Send  Out  the  News. 


H.  F.  M. 


H.  F.  MORRIS,  OWNER.      ALL  RIGHTS  RESERVED. 


Homer  F.  Morris. 


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ye  gos-pel  her-alds,  go  proclaiming  (go  pro-claiming),  With  hearts  agio  wand 

2.  Send  the  news  to  ev'ry  land  and  nation  (  land  and  nation)  i  Tell  all   a-bout  His 

3.  Tell  the  news  till  ev'ry  creature  bringing(aii  are  bringing ) ,  A      tri-bute  to  His 

4.  Ma  -  ny,  ma-ny  «ouls  are  dai  -  ly  dying  (  dai-iy  dy  -  ing  )  /'Come  o'er  and  help  ns'* 


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lights  a-flam-ing(  lights  a-flam-ing),  Till  up  -  on  the  earth  are  none  re- 
great  sal-va-tion(  great  sal- va-tion);  AH  the  kin-dred  tribes  of  His  cre- 
good-ness  singing (  giad-iy  sing-ing),  Till  u  -  nit  -  ed  heav'n  and  earth  are 
they  are    crying  (   they   are  crying) ,  Earthly   pleas-ures    to    our-selves  de- 


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maining  (none  remaining ) ,  Who  have  not  heard  the  Savior's  name  (  His  bless-ed  name)  • 

a  -  tion  (  His  cre-a-tion)  Should  of  His  loving  kindness  know(  His  kindness  know). 
ring-ing(  loudly  ringing)  With  His  exultant,  worthy  praise (  His  worthy  praise) . 
ny  -  ing(    are  de-ny-ing),    0  let    US  Spread  a-broad  His  fame  (  His^    no-ble    fame). 


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Send  out  the  news, send  out  the  news, From  shore  to  shore, 

Send  out  the  news,  send  out  the  news.  From  shore  to 

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shoret  from  pole  to  pole,  from  pole  to   pole;  Send  out  the  news 

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news, Till  all  the  earth  of  Him    is     told. 

send  out  the  aevrs,  Till     all  the  earth,  till  all      the    earth  of   Him  is     told. 


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No.  100. 


I  Need  Thee  Every  Hour. 


COPYRIGHT,    1900,   BY  MARY  RUNYON  LOWRY. 

Mrj.  Annie  S,  Hawks.  renewal,  used  by  per. 


Rev.  Robert.  Lowry. 


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1.  1   need  Thee  ev-'ry     hour,  Most  gra  -  cious  Lord;  No    ten  -  der  voice  Uke 

2.  I   need  Thee  ev-'ry     hour,  Stay  Thou  near  by;    Temp-ta-tions  lose  their 

3.  I   need  Thee  ev-'ry     hour,  In     joy       or    pain;  Come  quick-Iy  and  a- 

4.  I   need  Thee  ev-'ry    hour,  Most  Ho  -  ly     One;    0    make  me  Thine  in- 


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Thine  Can  peace  af  -  ford. 

pow'r  When, Thou  art  nigh.    I  need  Thee,  0  I    need  Thee;  Ev-'ry  hour  I 

bide,  Or     life     is     vain. 

deed.  Thou  bless-ed     Son! 


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need  Thee!  0    bless    me  now,  my    Sav  -  ior,    I        come     to    Thee! 


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No.  101. 


Charlotte  O.  Homer. 


The  Son^  of  Triumph. 

COPYRIGHT,  18B7,  BY  F.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND   MUSIC. 


Chas.  H.  Qabrlel. 


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D.  CVl.  We  are    march  -  kig    un  -  der    the      ban  -  ner     vie  -  to    -    rious; 

2.  God  is     with       us,  strong   to     sup  -  port    and    de    -  liv   -     er; 

3.  On-ward,  on  -  ward  I  an  -   swer    the     call      of      the     Lead  -    er; 


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Leav  -  ing  all      at       the  call       of    the  Com-man-der    we     love; 
In      His  might  day    and  night    stead -i  -  ly    on  -  ward  we      move; 
For     the  right    we     will  fight,  fear  -  less  -  ly  en  -  ter    the      fray, 


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Trampl^amp!  Sa  -  tan's  bat  -  tie  -  ments  trem-ble  be  -  fore  us. 
Where  He  leads,  thro'  val  -  ley,  o'er  mount-ain  or  riv  -  er. 
Brave  -  ly,       tru    -  ly        heed  -  ing    the    sum-mons     to       serv  -  ice, 


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'Vie  -  to  -  ry!      tic  -  to  -  ry!"     is        our      cry,      and  "vie  -  to  -  ry"     is        our    cry! 

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No.  102.       Gathering  Beautiful  Sheaves. 


James  Rowr. 

With  aniinudon. 


COPYRIGHT,  1610,   BY  JAME6  D.  VAUCHAN. 


James  D.  Vaughan. 
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1.  Gath  -  er  -  ing  sheaves  for  Je-sus,  our     e  -  ter  -  nal  King,  Work-ing   for 

2.  Gath  -  er  -  ing  sheaves  for  Je-sus,  mak-ing    oth  -  ers     glad,  Send-ing   His 

3.  Gath  -  er  -  ing  sheaves  for  Je-sus,  we   will  trust  His  grace,  Sing  of    His 
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Him  who  has  saved  us   by   His    love;  Lov  -  ing  His     bless  -  ed  serv  -  ice, 
light  in  -  to    val-leys  deep  and  drear;  Tell  -  ing  the     joy  -  ful     ti  -  dings 
love,  till   this  earth-Iy   life     is     o'er;  Then,  in   our    home   e  -  ter  -  nal, 
-A-    -A-*  -A-  -A-.  a  -A-. 

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hap  -  py  praise  we   sing,  Faith-ful-ly     try  -  ing    to  win  the  crown  a  -  bove. 
to       the  lone  and  sad,  Help-ing  the   lost  ones   to  trust  our  Sav-iour  dear, 
we     shall  see  His  face.  And  with  the  saints  praise  His  love  for  ev  -  er  -  more, 

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Gath- er- ing  sheaves,  win-ning  the  crown, 

Beaa  •  ti  -  ful  sheaves,  g\o  -  ri  •  oos  crown, 

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Gath-er  -  ing  sheaves  for  the  *' Harvest  Home'*  a-bove; 

for      the  "Har  -  vest  Home"     a  -  bove; 


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Gatherin*  Beautiful  Sheaves, 

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Work-ing   for   Him  who  has  saved  us   by   His    love,    r      \j 

k.  meas  •  are  -  less    love. 

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Just  a  Little  Nearer, 


103. 


F.  M. 


EamesVy. 


ALL  RIGHTS  RESERVED. 


Homer  P.  Morris. 


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1.  Heav'nly  Fa-ther,  let  me  be     Just  a  lit  -  tie  near  -  er;  0    let     me 

2.  I         de  -  sire  each  day  to  live,  Just  a  lit  -  tie'  near  -  er;  In  jeys  the 

3.  Do      not  leave  me  here  a  -  lone,  Just  a  lit  -  tie    near  -  er;  I     long  to 

4.  Bless  -  ed  Sav-ieur,  come  and  stay  Just  a  lit  -  tie    near  -  er;  Close  to  Thy 


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now   Thy    glo    -    ry  see,  Just  a  lit  -  tie  near  -  er. 

world  can   nev    -    er  give.  Just  a  lit  -  tie  near  -  er.    Near  -  er,  near  -  eij 

know  that   I'm  Thine  own,  Just  a  lit  -  tie  near  -  er. 

child   each   night    and  day,  Just  a  lit  -  tie  near  -  er.       -^  p_ 


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D.  S. — Just     a    lit  -  tie    near-er. 


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would  I  be,    Near-er,  near-er,  still  my  plea.  Draw  me  near-er     Lord,  to  Thee, 


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No.  104.       Walking  In  the  King's  Highway. 


"And  an  highway  ehall  be  there, 
of  holiness.' 


•   ■  and  it  shall  be  called  the  way 
■ISA.  35:  8. 


1.  We're  bound  for  glo  -  ry-  land  on    high,   Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way; 

2.  This      is   the  way  ourfa-thers  trod,   Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way; 

3.  The  lame  shall  leap,  the  dumb  shall  sing,  Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way; 

4.  No      un-clean  thing  may  pass  this  road,  Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way; 

5.  No       li  -  ons  here,  nor  rag-ing  beasts,  Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way; 

6.  We    sing  glad  songs  of   joy  and  peace,  Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way; 


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We'll  reach  its  mansions  by  and  by,  Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way. 
The  way  that  leads  to  heav'n  and  God,  Walk-ing  in  the  Kmg's  high-way. 
In  des  -  ert  lands  shall  burst  a  spring,  Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way. 
But  burdened  souls  may  here  un  -  load,  Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way. 
But  ransomed  souls  as  kings  and  priests,  Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way. 
From  doubt  and  fear  we've  found  release,  Walk-ing  in  the  King's  high-way. 


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Walking  in  the  King's  high-way.  Walking  in  the  Kmg's  high-way; 

Walking,  Yes,  walking  in  His  way,   Walking,  Yes,  walking  in  His  way; 


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And   life   is  grand  and   glo  -  ri  -  ous,    Walk-mg  in    the  King's  high-way. 
r-'f'    "f* — ^ — ♦— r  -i^ — ► ♦ r-^-^-i^^-^ 


No.  105. 


Standing  Fast. 

COPVRIQMT,  HOB,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Jno.  R.  5weney, 


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1.  Stand-ing  fast  in  Je  -  su8,  Bless-ed  lib  -  er  -  tyl    In  His  pow'r  re-joic-ing, 

2.  Stand-ing  fast  in  Jo  -  sus,  By  His  grace  a-lonc;  'Tis  His  word  we're  trusting, 

3.  Stand-ing  fast  in  Je  -  sus,  In  His  roy  -  al  might,  Walking  in  theSpir-it, 

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Pow'r  that  makes  us  free.    Tak-ing  His  sal  -  va  -  tion,  Guid-ed  by  His  hand, 
Nev  -  er-more  our  own.    He  will  work  vrith-in    us     All  His  ho  -  ly  will, 
Chil  -  dren  of  the  Light.  Fearwillquick-ly  van- ish.  Doubt  will  flee  a -way. 


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Dai-ly  strength  re-new  -  ing,  On-ly  thus  we  stand. 

Love's  en-nobl-ing  serv  -  ice    Helping  us  ful  -  fill.   Stand-ingI  standing  fast  in 

Faith  and  hope  grow  brighter  Till  the  *  *  perfect  day. '  * 

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Je  -  SUS,  Stand-ing  fast  in  Je  -  bus,  Bless-ed  lib  -  er  -  ty!   Stand-ing! 


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stand-ing  fast  in  Je  -  sus;  In  His  pow'r  re-joicing,  Powrthat  makes  us  free. 


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No.  106, 


a.  n.  Bills. 


Follow  Me. 

COPYRIGHT,  1809,  ftV  E.  O.  EXCELL. 

WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


M.  L.  McPhall. 


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1.  Like  a  chime  of   sil- ver  bells  In  the  darkness  ring-ing,  Conaes  a  voice  that 

2.  Lost  one,will  you  close  your  ears  To  the  mag-ic  sto-ry,  That  can  charm  a 

3.  Lo!  the  tempter  doth  de-ceive,Lur-ing  you  to    8ad-ness,Then  he  mocks  you 
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ev  -  er  tells  Of  the  Shepherd's  care;  To  the  wand'rer  from  the  fold,Love  is 
MfSLj  your  fears  When  earth's  joys  depart?Shall  the  spell  of  e  -  vil  hide  From  your 
while  you  grieve,  Pointing  to  de-spair;  From  his  fet-ters  break  a -way,  Seek  the 

J"     h   *     *     !» 


ev  -  er  briig-ing,  Ti-dings  from  the  gates  of  gold,  Of  a  wel-come  there, 
eyes  the  glo  -  ry,  That  for  -  ev  -  er  will  a  -  bide,  With  the  pure  in  heart? 
path  of  glad-ness,  Spurn  the  pleasures  that  de  -  cay.  Of  their  sting  bo  -  ware, 
p — . A A—, A h W — r^— P 


Chorus. 


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*'Fol  -low        me,"         Oh  hear  the  Shepherd  say-ing,  "Seek     the 

"Fol-low,  fol-low,  fol-low  me,"  "Seek  the  door   lo 


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door  to    pas-tures  ev  -  er  fair,"  Heed,      0         heed  thy 

paa-turea  fair,  to  Heed.  0     heed  thy  SaT-ior'B  voice,   0 


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Sav-ior's  tender  pleading;  Fol  -  low     Him 


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and  find  a  welcome  there 

Fol-low    in  Bis  foot-steps.  Find  a  bless-ed  wel-come  there. 

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No.  107. 

Jennie  Wilson. 


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In  the  Judgment  Day. 


COPYRIGHT,  1909,  BY  A.   J.  SHOWALTER. 


A.  J.  5howalter. 


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1.  We  all  must  stand  in  the  judgment  day,  At  the  bar  of     e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty; 

2.  Up  -  on    your  soul  m  the  judgment  time  Will  transgression's  dark  blot  remain, 

3.  Re-pent,  and  trust  m  the  Ho  -  ly  One,  W^ho  a-lone  can   re-deem  from  sin, 


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Or       will  you  lose  ev-'ry  taint  of  crime,  And  the  cleansing  of  Calv'ry  gain? 
Then  when  your  life    in  this  world  is  done  You  will  heav-en  -  ly  rap-ture   win. 


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No.  108. 


Mrs.  PrankA.  Breck. 


Help  Somebody  To-day, 

COPYRIGHT,  1904,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,  1008,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


1.  Look  all  a-ronndyon,  find  some  one  in  need,   Help  some-bod-y  to  -  day! 

2.  Ma  -  ny  are  wait-ing  a     kind  lov-ing  word,  Help  sorae-bod-y  to  -  dayl 

3.  Ma  -  ny  have  bur-dens  too  heav  -  y  to   bear,  Help  some-bod-y  to  -  dayl 

4.  Some  are  dis-couraged  and  wea  -  ry  in  heart,  Help  some-bod-y  to  -  dayl 


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Thou  hast  a  mes-sage,  0    let    it    be  heard,  Help  some-bod-y  to  -  day! 

Grief  is   the  por  -  tion  of  some  ev-'ry-where,  Help  some-bod-y  to-day! 

Some  one  the  jour-ney  to  heav-en  should  start, Help  some-bod-y  to  -  day! 

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No.  109. 

Mary  C.  Stoncr. 


Nappy  Praises. 


J.  HENRY  SHOULTER,  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  Showalter. 


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1.  Prais  -  es,  prais-es,    bap  -  py  prais-es,    Swell  the  song  of     Ju  -  bi  -  Ice, 

2.  Hearts  aiid  voic-es     join  tbe  anthem,  Ring-ing  through  e  -  ter  -  nal  years, 

3.  They  shall  wor-ship    free  from  lim-its    Of       the   sin  -  ful  bonds  of  clay. 


When  the  Sav-iour     of     the   na-tions  Comes  to    set    His     peo  -  pie  free. 
Sing  -  ing  praise  of    free  re-demp-tion,  Bless  -  ed     tri-umph  from  our  fears. 
In        a  -  dor-ing      ho  -  ly  rev'rence  Bow      in    love  through  endless  day. 


Je  -  sus  Christ,  our  on  -  ly  ref-uge.  Bless  -  ed  shel  -  ter  for  the  soul, 
Through  the  a-ges,  on  the  a  -  ges,  In  one  nev  -  er  end  -  ing  song, 
Bless-ing,  glo  -  ry,    hon  -  or,  prais-es.   To       the  Lamb  for     sin-ners  slain, 


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Hide    and  keep  Thy  trust-ing  chil-dren    Till    the    bil  -  lows  cease  to    roll. 
Shall    the  prais-es      of    the  ransomed  Fill    with  joy    the  heav'nly  throng. 
Ho  -  ly,    ho  -  ly,    sing  the  ransomed.  Ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly     is   Thy  name. 

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No.  110. 


We  Will  Follow  Thee. 


Johnson  Oatman,  Jr. 


PROPERTY  OF  K.  C.  ROBINSON. 


K.  C.  Robinson. 


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1.  Once  the   voice of  Christ  the  Savior,  (Christ  the  Savior,)  Floated  out 

2.  0  -  ver     ev    -    -    'ry  hill  and  val-ley,  (hill  and  vai-iey.)  0  -  ver     riv    -    - 

3.  If     our     way is  lost  m  darkness,  dost  in  darkness )  And  the   path..., 

4.  When  we  tread  ...    the  vale  of  sorrows,  (vale  of  sorrows,)  Je  -  sus   calls. . . . 

5.  When  at     last we  walk  death's  valley,  (walk  death's  valley,)  Jesus  still 


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we  can-not  see.  Comes  the  voice . .  from  out  the  shadows,  (from  the  shadows,) 
in   sym-pa-thy,  I       have  passed.,     this  way  be-fore  thee,  (way  before  thee.) 
our  Guide  will  be,  We'll  not  fear. . . .    while  He  is     call-ing,  (He  is  caU-ing.) 


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J.D.  V. 


COPYRIGHT     1904,  BY  JAMES  0    VAUOHAN. 
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James  D.  Vaughan. 


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There  is  work  on     ev  -  'ry    hand  That  the    Mas-ter  bids    you    do; 
See,    the  har-vest-fields  are  white,   And    the    la  -  bor  -  ers    are  few; 
Will    you  loi  -  ter  time    a  -  way,  When  there's  so  much  work  to  do? 
If       you   tru  -  ly  love  the  Lord,  You    will   be     a   work  -  er    true, 
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com  -  eth    on      the  night;    Can  the  Lord  de  -  pend  on    you? 
souls  are    lost    each     day;    Can  the  Lord  de  -  pend  on    you? 
bey    His    pre  -  cious  word;    Can  the  Lord  de  -  pend  on    you? 

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0  Make  Me  Wise. 


W.  C.  Martin.  copyright,  isob,  by  a.  j.  showaltcr 

Duet.    Soprano  and  Tenor 


A,  J.  5howalter. 


Duet.    Soprano  and  Tenor.  .  i 

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1.  Lord,  make  me  wise  that  I  may  speak  To  wea-ry  hearts    of  Thy  great  love; 

2.  Lord,  make  me  wise  that  I  may  show  Thy  balm  to     ev  -  'ry  breaking  heart; 

3.  Lord,  make  me  wise  to    ev  -  er  stand  Up  -  on  the  rock    of  Cal  -  va  -  ry; 

4.  L'brd,  make  me  wise  in  Thy  pure  Word,  Its  sav-ing  grace    to  clear-ly  know; 

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0  make  me  wise   that  I   may  seek   And  lead  lost  souls   to  heav'n  a-bove. 

0  make  me  wise    that  I    may  know  The   gos-pel     sto  -  ry     I      im  -  part. 

0  make  me  wise   to   reach  a    hand  To  those  who  sink   in  life's  dark  sea. 

And  fill  me  with   Thy  full-ness,  Lord,  Un  -  til  my  heart  shall   o  -  ver-flow. 


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Thy   grace     I     prize,  since     I     would  rise,  since  I  would   rise. 


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W.  C.  Martin. 


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I  Remember  Calvary. 

COPYRIGHT,   1000,    BY  J.  M.  BLACK. 
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1.  Where  He  may  lead  me    I    will     go,    For  I  have  learned  to  trust  Him  so, 

2.  0        I    de  -  light  iii  His  command.  Love  to  be     led  by  His  dear  Hand, 

3.  On  -  ward  I   go,  nor  doubt  nor  fear.  Hap  -  py  with  Christ,  my  Sav-iour  near, 

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And  I  re-mem -ber 'twas  for  me.  That  He  was  slain  on  Cal-va-ry. 
His  di  -  vine  will  is  sweet  to  me,Hallowedby  blood-stamed  Cal-  va  -  ry. 
Trusting  some  day  that  I  shall  see,    Je  -  sus,  my  Friend  of    Cal-  va  -  ry. 

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James  Rowe. 


In  the  Light  of  His  Love. 


PROPERTY  OF  PERRY  BROS.  MUSIC  CO. 


Chas.  E.  Adams. 


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1.  We  are  marching  on  from  day  to  day,  In    the  light  of   our  Saviour's  love; 

2.  We  are  not   a  -  fraid  the  foe  to  meet,  For  our  Sav-iour  will  shield  our  souls; 

3.  We  are  trust-ing  wholly  on  His  grace.  Which  is   dai  -  ly   sur-round-ing  all; 

4.  He  has  promised  us  that  by  and  by,  If     we  faith-ful  -  ly  wage  the  strife, 


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He  will  al-ways  keep  us  pure  and  sweet.  For  His  won-der-ful  love  con-trols. 
He  will  cheer  us  on  with  His  smiling  face, And  will  lift  us  when-e'er  we  fall. 
We  shall  share  His  glo  -  ry  in    the  sky.  And  be  crowned  with  the  crown  of  life. 


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Marching  on, ... .       ev  -  er  on, . . . .      True  to    Je  -  sus   our  King  a  -  bove; 

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Marching  on, ev  -  er  on, In  the  light  of  His  precious  love. 

Marcb-ing  OQ    and     on,     ev  -  er   on     and     on. 


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No.  115. 


Gould  I  Tell  It. 


Ina  Duley  Ogdon.       copyright,  leoi,  by  p.  p.  bilhorn.  used  by  per, 


P.  P.  Bilhorn. 


1.  If       I    could  tell  of    Je  -  siis  as     I    know    Him,  My    Re-deem -er 


2.  If       I   could  on  -  ly    tell    you  how  He  loves   you,  And    if     we  could 

3.  If       I   could  tell  how  sweet  will  be  His    wel  -  come  In  that  home  whose 

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If   I  could  tell  His  dy  -  ing  pain  and 

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You  would  wor  -  ship  at  His  w^ound-ed  feet  I  know. 
You  would  seek  Him,  and  a  -  bide  with  -  in  His  fold. 
Come  and  know  the  joy  and    peace  for  -  ev  -  er    mine. 


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No.  116. 


What  Shall  It  Profit  Thee? 


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M.  P.  Pergrason. 


COPYRIGHT,  1890,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELl. 


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1.  Oh,  what  shall  it  prof  -  it  thee,  broth-er,    Hous  -  es  and  a  -  cres  so  broad? 

2.  Oh,  what  shall  it  prof  -  it  thee,  broth-er,    Friendships  to  share  and  to  make? 

3.  Oh,  what  shall  it  prof  -  it  thee,  broth-er,    Earth  -  ly  am  -bi-tion  and  fame? 


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If  Christ  in  the  life  -  book  of  glo  -  ry  e  •  ter  -  nal, 
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C.  E.  p. 

Lively. 


Learn  to  fear  the  Lord. -Duet.  13:  13. 

COPYRIOHT,   1906,  BV  BRETHREN  PUB.   HOUSE.         Cha».    EdW.   PollOCk. 


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1.  I  love  to  go  t.0  the  Sunday-school,  Each  re- turn-ing   Sab-bath  day; 

2.  I  love  to  go  to  the  Sunday-school,  'Tis   a     pleasant  place   to     be, 

3.  I  love  to  go  to  the  Sunday-school,  There  to  join  the  songs  of  praise, 

4.  I  love  to  go  to  the  Sunday-school,  There  to  hear  the     Bi  -  ble  read; 


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It   is   there  I  learn  of  my   Sav-ior  dear.  And  am  taught  to  sing  and  pray. 
Where  the  children  gather  from  lane  and  street, Their  young  hearts  so  glad  and  free. 
And  with  glad  ac-claimtotheSav-ior'sname,  Our  glad  voic-es  loud  we  raise. 
Precious  book  of  truth,  guide  to  early  youth,  By  its  pre-cepts  I'll  be     led. 


Refrain. 


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I     love    to  go    to  the  Sunday-school,  That  precious  place,  the  Sunday-school, 


I     love    to     go     to  the    Sun -day-school.  That  bless-ed     Sun  -  day-school. 


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No.  118 

c.  H.  a. 


More  Like  the  Master. 

OOPYRIQHT,  1008,  BV  CHA6.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  aabrlel. 


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1.  More  like  the  Mas-ter 

2.  More  like  the  Mas-ter 

3.  More  like  the  Mas-ter 

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I  would  ev  -  er      be,         More     of    His 
is     my  dai  -  ly     pray*r,     More  strength  to 


I  would  live  and    grow, 


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meekness,  more  hu-mil  -  i  -  ty;  More  zeal  to  la  -  bor,  more  cour-age 
car  -  ry  cross  -  es  I  must  bear;  More  eam-est  ef  -  fort  to  bring  His 
love   to     oth  -  ers  I  would  show;  More  self  -  de  -  ni  -  al,    like  His    in 


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king-domin,       More   of   His  Spir-it,  the  wan-der-er   to   mn. 
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Take  Thou  my    heart. .      I  would  be  Thine  a-lone;. . .      Take  Thon  my 

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lake   my  heart  and  make  it  all  Thine  own;' Parge  Thoa  me  from    ev-'ry  ein,     0 


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Lord  I  now  im-plore,       Wash  me  and  keep    me  Thine  for-ev-er-more. 

now  implore  W&sh  and  keep  me  Thine  forevermore. 


Lord        I  now  implore  Wash  and  keep  me  Thine  forevermore. 


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No.  119. 


More  Like  Thee. 


Frank  M.  Davis. 


J.  Henry  Showalter. 


J.  HENRY  SHOWALTER,  OWNER. 

1.  More  like  Thee,  0  Sav-ior,  let  me  be,  More  like  Thee  from  day  to  day; 

2.  More  like  Thee,  0  Sav-ior,  let  me  be,   Pure  with-out,  and  pure  with-in; 

3.  Mure  like  Thee,  0  Sav-ior,  let  me  be,    All    my    pil-gmn  journey  thro'; 


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Nev  -  er  let  me  from  Thy  footsteps  stray,  Keep  me  in  the  nar-row  way. 
Keep  me  ev  -  er  from  the  ways  of  sin,  I  the  crown  of  life  would  win. 
Meek  and  low  -  ly,  ev  -  er  kind  and  true.  Like  Thy-self  in  all  I        do. 


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More  like  Thee,  more  like  Thee,    More  and  more,0  Christ,like  Thee, 

More  like  Thee,  yes*  more  like  Thee, More  like  Thee,  yes,  more  like  Thee; 


No.  120. 


When. Love  Shines  In. 


COPYRIGHT,   1902     BY  WM.  J.   KIRKPATRICK. 

Mrs.  Frank  A.  Breck.  usto  by  permission.  Wm.  J.  Kirkpatrtck. 


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1.  Je-8U8  comes  with  pow'r  to  gladden,  When  love  shines  in;  Ev  -  'ry  life  that 

2.  How  the  world  will  glow  with  beauty,  When  love  shines  in;  And  the  heart  re- 

3.  Dark  -  est  sorrow  will  grow  brighter,  When  love  shines  in;  And  the  heav-iest 

4.  We     may  have  un-fad-ing  splendor,  When  love  shines  in;  And   a  friend-ship 

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joice  in  du-ty,  When  love  shines 
bur  -  den  lighter,  When  love  shines 
true  and  tender,  When  love  shines 


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Love  will  teach  us  how  to  pray, 
Tri  -  als  may  be  sane  -  ti  -  fied, 
'Tis  the  glo  -  ry  that  will  throw 
When  earth-vict'ries  shall  be  won. 


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And  the  soul  in  peace  a-bide.  Life  will  all  be  glo-rl-fied,  When  love  shines  in. 
Light  to  show  us  where  to  go;  0,  the  heart  shall  blessing  know,  When  love  shines  in. 
And     our  life  in  heav'n  begun.  There  will  be  no  need  of  sun.  When  love  shines  in. 

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No.  121.  Prepare  Thy  God  to  Meet, 


H.A.N. 


COPYRIGHT,  1B07,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


H.  H.  Mcaranahaa. 


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2.  The  fall  -  ing  leaf,  the  fad  -  iog  flow'r.  The  sink-ing  sun    at  evening's  hour, 

3.  The  funeral  train,  the  toll-  ing  bell,    The  grave  where,  dying,  I  must  dwell, 

4.  Wher-e'er  I  turn,  what-e'er  1   do,     This  warning  message  thrills  me  thro*, 


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A     voice  I  dare  not  light-ly  treat, "Prepare,  prepare  thy  God  to  meet." 

All   ev  -  er-more  to  me  re  -  peat, "Prepare,  prepare  thy  God  to  meet." 

Myachingheart  speaks  with  each  beat,"Prepare,  prepare  thy  God  to  meet." 

In    si  -  lent  hall,   or  nois  -  y  street,  "Prepare,  prepare  thy  God  to  meet." 


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No.  122. 


Christmas  Carol 


J.O.  Barnhart. 


J.  HFNRY  aHOWALTER,  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  Showalter. 


1.  The  Christ-mas  time  has  come   a -gain,  "Be    joy  -  fill  all    the    earth," 

2.  Sweet  peace  on  earth, good  will  to  men  I    Oh,    ti  -  dings  of  great  joy! 

3.  May  songs  of  cheer  and  deeds  of  love.   En  -  gage  each  heart  and  hand; 

4.  Let     ev  -  'ry  pil  -  grim  o'er  life's  road.  Up  -  on  this  Christ-mas  day. 


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The  an  -  gels  sang  o'er  Ju  -  dah's  plain,  To  hail  Im  -  man  -  uel's  birth. 
Come, let  us  wake  the  song  a  -  gain.  Which  did  their  tongues  em  -  ploy. 
Let  rich  and  poor  its  bless  -  ing  prove.  And  join  our  hap  -  py  band. 
At     Je  -  sus'  feet  lay  down  his  load.  And  bear     a    song      a  -  way. 


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The  Man  of  Galilee. 


John  R.  Clements. 


COPYRIGHT,    1900,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


H.  P.  Dankf. 


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1.  I      met   a     Stranger  fair    to  see, 

2.  And  when  that  Stranger  spake  to  me, 

3.  I     love  that  Stranger  since  the  hour 


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As  walk'd  I  down  life's  rugged  way; 
My  heart  threw  off  its  guilt-y  load; 
He  talk'd  to  me     in   ten  -  der  tone; 


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He  spoke  so  sweet,  so  ten-der  -  ly, 
I     felt  at  once    that  I    was  free; 
A    joy  is    mine,    I   feel  its  pow'r; 


He  won  mo  to    Hira-self  that  day. 

I   left  my  bur-dens  by  the  road. 

And  Him  as  Lord  I'm  glad  to  own. 

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No.  124. 


Turn  a  New  Leaf  for  Me. 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


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COPYRIGHT,   1906,  BY  WM.  J.   KIRKPATRICK, 


Wm.  J.  Kirkpatrick. 


1.  Turn  a  new  leaf  for  me,  Fa  -  ther,  I   pray,     This  one   is 

2.  Turn  a  new  leaf  for  me,  spot  -  less  and  white.  Hold  Thou  my 

3.  Turn  a  new  leaf  for  me;  then,   line  by  line,     Help  me     to 

4.  Turn  a  new  leaf  for  me,  Fa  -  ther  a  -  bove,  Place  there  new 


blot  -  ted,      0  take     it  a  -  way;  Cleanse  all     its   stains    in     the 
hand   as     Thy  bid  -  ding  I   write;  Teach   me  with     pa  -  tience  that 
cop  -  y        the  Pat  -  tern  di  -  vine;      0      that  thine    eye   some  re- 
proofs of    Thy  mer  -  cy  and  love;     Then  shall  this   page     of     my 


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blood  of     the   cross.  Let    me     in     Je  -  sus  find   gain  for   my   loss, 

nev  -  er     shall   tire.  Let  Thine  own  Spir  -  it     the    rec  -  ord    in  -  spire, 

semblance  might  see  To    the  sweet  les  -  sons  in-scribed  there  for  me. 

life  -  book  be    bright.  Judged  by  the  test    of     e   -   ter  -  ni  -  ty's  light. 


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W.J.K; 


Lord,  I'm  Gomin*  Home. 


COPYRIGHT,    1892, BY  W.  J.  KIRKPaTRICK. 


Wm.  J   Kirkpatrick. 


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1.  I've  wan-dered  far       a  -  way  from  God,  Now  I'm  com-ing  home; 

2.  I've  wast  -  ed     ma  -   ny    pre -cious  years,  Now  I'm  com-ing  home; 

3.  I've  tired    of     sin       and  stray -ing,  Lord,  Now  I'm  com-ing  home; 

4.  My    soul     is     sick,    my  heart    is    sore.  Now  I'm  com-ing  home; 

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I        now      re-pent  with    bit    -  ter   tears,  Lord,  I'm  com-ing  home. 

I'll     trust    Thy  love,  be  -  lieve  Thy  word,  Lord,  I'm  com-ing  home. 

My  strength  re  -  new,  my  hope  re  -  store,  Lord,  I'm  com-ing  home. 


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Now  I'm  coming  home; 
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Lord,  I'm  coming  home. 


6  I  need  His  cleansing  blood,  I  know, 
Now  I'm  coming  home; 
0  wash  me  whiter  than  the  snow 
Lord,  I'm  coming  home. 


No.  126. 

C.H.Q. 


The  Slighted  Stranger, 

W0RD8  AND  MUSIC  COPYRIQHT,  1908.  BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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1.  A  Stran-ger  stands  out  -  side     the  door,  And  longs  Thy  guest  to  be; 

2.  From  lonc-ly,  dark  Geth-sem  -  a  -  ne,    Thro'  Pi-late's  hall  of  shame; 

3.  Yet  still  He  waits  and   calls   to  thee,    Al  -  tho*  ye  scarce  can  hear 


He  knows  thy  name,  for  o'er  and  o'er  He  soft  -  ly  calls  to  theel 
Up  0  -  ver  cru  -  el  Cal  -  va  -  ry  To.  thee  in  love,  He  came! 
The     plead-ing  Toice    so     oft  -  en     has      It     fal  -  len   on  your  ear; 


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De  -  spis'dl  re-ject  -  edi  cru  -  ci  -  fiedl  0  love  0  grace  un-known, 
0       soul      a  -  rise     and     let  Him  in.     Lest  from  thy  bolt-ed    door 

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It       is  the  Lord  of   Par  -  a-disel   A  -  rise  thySav-ior     greet. 
That  He  should  still  re-mem-ber  thee.  And  claim  thee  for  His  own! 
In     sor-row  He  should  turn  a-way,  To  call  for  thee  no     more. 

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Wm.  H.  Gardner. 


Something  for  Thee. 

COPYRIGHT,  1892,  BY  E.  0.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


E.  H.  Packard. 


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1.  My  tal-ents  are  few,  dear-estMas-ter,   Yet    I  long  of  some  use  to  be; 

2.  I      can  -  not  with  fier     -    y  warn-ings,  Make  the  wicked  their  guilt  to  see, 

3.  No  rich  -  es,  a  -  las!   can  I  give  Thee,  For  they  nev  -  er  have  come  to  me, 


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Yet  sure  -  ly  some  path-way  is  o  -  pen.  Where  I  may  do  something  for  Thee? 
But   free  -  ly    I    lay  on  Thine  al  -  tar,  My    life,  to  do  something  for  Thee? 


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D.  S- — How   may  I  do  some-thing  for  Thee? 


Chorus. 


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Somethmg  for  Thee,.,  .something  for  Thee,. .  Oh,tellme,I  pray  Thee, dear  Master, 

Something  for  Thee,  Bomething  for  Thee, 


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No.  128.  The  Government  Shall  be  Upon  His  Shoulder. 


Julia  H.  Johnston. 


Isaiah  9:  6. 

BRETHREN  PUB.  HOUSE,  OWMER. 


J.  E.  Delmarter. 


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1.  The  gov-ern-raent  shall  be  up  -  on  His  shoulder,  My  King  and  Lord  of  all; 

2.  Cre  -  a- tor   of  the  world,  and  its  pre-ser-ver;  How  mar  -  vel-ous  His  might! 

3.  The  gov-ern-ment  shall  be  up  -  on  His  shoulder,   I       lay  my  bur-den  there; 

4.  All    wis-dom  and  all  pow'r  are  His  for-ev-er.  Let      Je-sus  take  con-trol, 


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To  Him  my  life  and  love  I  would  sur-ren-der,      0  -  be-dient  to  His  call. 
But  let  Hira  by  the  claim  of  Cross  and  Passion,  As-sume  His  roy-al   right. 
My  load  of   sin  and  care,  my  pain  and  sorrow,    I    bring    to  Hira  to  bear. 
And  He  who  guides  the  stars  in  shin-ing  splendor,  Will  keep  the  trust-ing  soul. 


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The  gov-ern-ment  shall  be  up  -  on  His  shoulder.  Whose  right  to  rule  it      is, 


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My  life  and  all  I  own,  my  Lord  shall  guide  a-lone.  The  Kingdom  shall  be  His. 


No.  129, 


The  Half  Was  Never  Told. 


p.  p.  B. 


COPYRIGHT,  1904,  BY  THE  JOHN  CHURCH  CO. 


P.  P.  Bliss. 


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1.  Re  -  peat     the  sto-ry  o'er  and  o'er,    Of     grace   so   full  and     free; 

2.  Of   peace       I    on  -  ly  knew   the  name,  Nor  found   my  soul  its      rest, 

3.  My   high  -  est  place  is     ly  -  ing  low     At       my     Re-deem-er's   feet; 

4.  And  oh,     what  rap-ture  will   it  be,    With     all     the  host    a  -  bove, 

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I     love 
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No  re  - 
To  sing 


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to  hear   it  more    and     more,  Since  grace  has  res-cued  me. 

the  sweet-voiced  an-gel   came    To     soothe  my  wear- y  breast. 

al    joy   in  life       I     know    But      in      His  serv-ice  sweet, 

thro'  all   e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty         The     won-ders  of     His  love. 


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Chorus. 

The     half was  nev-er  told, 

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nev-er   told, 


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was  nev-er   told, 

nev-er    told. 


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The  half was  nev-er     told. 


Of  grace  di-^ine, 

Of  peace  di-vine. 

Of  joy   di-vine. 

Of  love  di-vine, 


so  won-der-ful, 
so  won-der-ful, 
so  won-der-ful, 
so  won-der-ful, 


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The  half  was  nev-er 

The  half  was  nev-er 

The  half  was  nev-er 

The  half  was  nev-er 


told.  ^ 
told, 
told, 
told. 

nev  -  er  told. 


^o.  130. 


Hallelujah,  We  6hall  Rise: 


But  if  there  be  no  resurrection  of  the  dead,  then  is  Christ  not  risen.  — 1  Cor,  15:  18. 

J.  E.  Thomas. 


COPYRIGHT,  1904,   BV    J.  E.  THOMAS. 
USED  BY  PER. 


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1.  In  the  res  -  ur  -  rec  -  tion  mom-ing,  When  the  trump  of  God  shall  sound, 

2.  In  the  res  -  ur  -  rec  -  tion  mom-ing,  What    a    meet  -  ing    it    will    be, 

3.  In  the  res  -  ur  -  rec  -  tion  mom-ing,  Bless  -  ed  tho't    it     is     to   me, 

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We  shall  rise,  we  shall  rise!     Thtn  the  saints  will  come  re- joic- ing, 

"When  our  fa  -  thers  and  our  moth-ers, 
I     shall    see    my    bless-ed  Sav  -  ior. 


Hal-le-lu-iah! 

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And   no    tears  will  e'er  be  found,  We  shall  rise,  '    we  shall  rise! 

And   our  loved  ones  we  shall  see. 

Who    so    free  -  ly  died    for    me,  Hal-le-lu-jah! 


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Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah!  A  -  men!  We  shall  rise! 

We  shall  rise,  we  shall  rise!  H»l  -  le  -  la-j»hl 


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In  the    res  -  ur  -  rec  -  tion  morning,  When  death's  pris-on  bars  are  bro-ken, 

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No.  131.  Sweeter  Than  All. 

COPYRIGHT,    1900,   BY  J.  H.  ENTWI8LE. 

Johnson  Oatman,  Jr.  j.  j.  hooo.  owner.  J<  Howard  Entwisle. 


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1.  Christ  will  me  His  aid  af-ford,  Nev  -  er    to    fall,  nev  -  er     to    fall; 

2.  I       will  fol  -  low    all  the  way,  Hear-ing  Him  call,  hear-ing  Him  call; 

3.  Though  a  ves  -  sel    I    may  be,  Bro-ken  and  small,  bro-ken  and  small; 

4.  When  I  reach  the  crys-tal  sea,  Voic  -  es  will  call,  voic  -  es  will  call; 

-1r- 


While  I  find  my  pre-cious  Lord,  Sweet-er  than  all,  sweet-er  than  all. 

Find-ing  Him,  from  day    to  day,  Sweet-er  than  all,  sweet-er  than  all. 

Yet  His  bless-ings  fall    on    me,  Sweet-er  than  all,  sweet-er  than  all. 

But    my  Sav-ior's  voice  will  be  Sweet-er  than  all,  sweet-er  than  all. 

-A-  -A-       -A- 

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Refrain. 


^ ^—M S— ^ J-l-i— A— *—*-?— L-A — A — « — A —  A-L^  M — J-^ — • 

Je-sus  is  now  and  ev  -  er  will  be    Sweet-er  than  all  the  world    to    me. 


^'-^ 


Since  I  heard  His  lov- ing  call,  Sweet-er  than  all,    sweet-er  than  a 


I." 


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No.  132.       When  the  Curtains  are  Lifted. 


USED  BY  PER.  OF  WM.  J.  KIRKPATRICK. 

Mm.  Annie  Wittenmyer.        owner  of  copyright. 


Wm.  J.  KIrkpatrick. 


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1.  When  the  curtains  are  lift  -  ed,   0  what  shall  1    see?  Will  my  Lord  with  His 

2.  Will    the  heav-en-ly       cit  -  y    Burst  full  on  the  sight,  And  the  throne  of  His 

3.  Now  thefu-ture  is     hid-den,    1    see  but  a  pace,  Yet     it  may  be  I'm 

4.  When  his  glo-ri-fied  pres-ence  Shall  gladden  mine  eyes,  I'll  be  changed  and  be 


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an  -  gels   Be  wait  -  ing   for   me?  Will  He    wel-come  my  com  -  ing,  And 
glo  -  ry     That  giv-eth     it   light?  Will  the   feet  torn  and  wea  -  ry    Reach 
near-ing    The  end   of     the  race;    It    will  mat  -  ter  but   lit  -  tie  What 
like  Him,  And  with  Him  a  -  rise;    And  the  hands  hard  with  la  -  bor  A 

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crown  me  His  o\nti,  With  the  saints  of  all     a  -  ges  That  cir  -  cle  His  throne? 
pavements  of  gold.  And    the  eyes  red  with  weeping  The  Sav-ior     be  -  hold? 
changes  may  come.   If    my  Lord  with  His  an-gels  Shall  welcome  me  home, 
victor's  pahn  raise,  Aud  the  lips  tuned  to  sor-row  Sing  an-thems  of  praise. 


Chorus. 


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1 ,2.3,  When  the  curtains  are  lifted,  0  what  shall  I  see?"Will  my  Lord  and  His  angels  be  waiting  for 
4.  When  the  curtains  are  lifted,  0  this  shalllsee,  That  my  Lord  aud  His  anj^els  are  waiting  for 


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,  ^.    wait    -    ing,  be  wait  -  ing.Will  my  Lord  and  His  angels  be  waiting  for  me? 

me,  Are  wait    -     ing,  are  wait  -  ing.  That  my  Lord  and  His  angels  are  waiting  for  me! 

wuitin?  for  me!  waitini;  for  me! 


'^-ff-   ^>-^  -A- 


>_A-  ^.     -A-  -A-A-A-  -A-    -A^-A-  ^-A-A-   ,?=t-^'  -_■   ^ 


No.  133. 


There  Is  Pardon  At  the  Gross. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


COPYRIGHT,   1903,   BY  W.   H.  DOANE. 


W,  H.  Doane. 


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1.  There   is     par -don  at  the  cross  Where  my  Sav-ior  died;  I  will   go, 

2.  There   is     par-donthro' the  blood  That  was  shed  for  all;  I  will    go, 

3.  There    is     mer-cy  at  the  cross.  There  is  joy  and  peace;  I  will    go. 


will  go, 


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I    will   go:  To    re-claim  the  sin-ners  lost  He  was   cru-ci-fied; 

I    will   go;  There's  a  balm  in    ev-'ry  drop  For  the  wounded  soul; 

I    will   go;  There  my  faith  will  make  me  whole,  And  my  fear  will  cease; 

will  sro; 


-^»    A-  -A*  -A-  -A-      -A-*  -A-      -A-  /TN 


Chorus. 


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I  will  go,  I  will  go.    Pardon  sweet,       -    par-don  free, 

I    will  go.  and  pardon  free,  and  for  me, 


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At  the  cross  there  for  me;  In  the  blessed,  blessed  cross, 

la  par-don  free,  there  for  me; 

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Shall  my  glo  -  ry  ev  -  er  be,  There  is    par-don  there  for  me,  par-don  free. 


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No.  134.    When  the  Roll  is  Galled  Up  Yonder. 

J.    M.    BLACK  OWNER  OF  COPVRIOMT. 

B.  M,  J.  USED  BY  PER.  Ji  M.  Black. 


pi^^^^^^^^P 


1.  When  the  trum-pet   of    the  Lord  shall  sound, and  time  shall  be   no  more, 

2.  On     that  bright  and  cloudless  morning  when  the  dead  in  Christ  shall  rise, 

3.  Let       us     la  -  bor  for  the  Mas  -  ter  from  the  dawn  till   set-ting  sun, 


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the  morn-ing  breaks,  e  -  ter-nal,  bright  and  fair;    When  the  saved  of 
the    glo  -  ry    of     His  res  -  ur-rcc  -  tion  share;  When  His  chos-en 
Let       us    talk    of    all    His  wondrous  love  and  care;    JThen  when  all    of 

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earth  shall  gath-er  o  -  ver  on  the  oth  -  er  shore,  And  the  roll  is 
ones  shall  gath-er  to  their  home  be- yond  the  skies.  And  the  roll  is 
life         is     0  -  ver,  and   our  work  on  earth  is  done,  And    the   roll    is 


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called  up  yon-der,  I'll 
called  up  yon-der,  I'll 
called  up  yon-der,  I'll 


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be  there, 
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When  the  roll      is  called    up 

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yon       -      der,  When  the  roll  .  .  .      is  called  up  yon       -      der,  When  the 

yuu-der,  I'll  be  there,  When  the  roll    id  called  up  yun-der,  I'll  be  there, 


When  the  Roll  is  Galled. 


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roll is  cali'd  up  yon-der,When  the  roll  is  call'd  up  yonder  I'll  be  there. 

When  the  roll 


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No.  135.         I  Gave  My  Life  for  Thee. 

Frances  R.  Havergal.      copyright,  ibo2,  by  the  john  church  co. 


P.  M.  Bliss. 


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1.  I     gave   my    life     for  thee, 

2.  My  Fa  -  ther's  house  of  light, 

3.  I     suf  -  fered  much  for  thee, 

4.  And    I     have  brought  to  thee, 


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My     pre  -  cious  blood  I      shed. 
My     glo   -   ry  cir-  cled    throne 
More  than  thy  tongue  can    tell, 
Down  from  my  home   a  -  bove, 


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That  thou  might 'st  ran-somed  be, 
I        left,    for    earth  -  ly      night, 
Of       bit  -  t'rest  ag    -    o    -  ny, 
Sal  -    va  -  tion  full     and      free. 


And  quick  -  ened  from  the  dead; 
For  wan-d'rings  sad  and  lone; 
To  res  -  cue  thee  from  hell; 
My     par  -  don  and    my    love; 


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1  gave,  I  gave  my  life 
I  left,  I  left  it  all 
I've  borne,  Tve  borne  it  all 
I     bring,  I  bring  rich  gifts 


for  thee,  What  hast  thou  giv'n  for  me? 

for  thee.  Hast  thou  left  aught  for  me? 

for  thee.  What  hast  thou  borne  for  me? 

to  thee,  What  hast  thou  brought  to  me? 


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No.  136. 


c.  H.  a. 


0  That  Will  Be  Glory. 

eOPvmOHT,    1900,    BY   E.    O.    EXCEU. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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1.  When  all  my    la  -  bors  and  tn-als  are  o'er,   And   I   am  safe  on  that 

2.  When,  by  the  gift    of    His    in  -  fin-ite  grace,  I      am  ac  -  cord-ed  in 

3.  Friends  will  be  there  I    have  loved  long  a  -  go;   Joy  like  a     riv  -  er  a  - 


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beau  -  ti  -  ful  shore,  Just  to  be  near  the  dear  Lord  I  a  -  dore, 
heav  -  en  a  place,  Just  to  be  there  and  to  look  on  Ills  face, 
round  me  will   flow;      Yet,  just    a   smile  from  my    Sav  -  ior,   I    know, 

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Will  thro'  the   a  -  ges  be    glo  -  ry   for    me.  ...  0  that  will  be  ...  . 

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be  glo  -  ry  for  me,  Glo  -  ijjor  me, 


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I    shall  look  on  His  face,   That  will  be  glo  -  ry,  be    glo  -  ry  for  me. 


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No.  137.  I  Mope  to  Meet  You  There  Some  Day. 


Rer.  J.  Oatinan,  Jr, 


COPYRIGHT!  1907    BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


R.  D.  Burleson. 


1.  When  I  have  reach'd  the  souls  bright  land,  I  hope  to  meet  you  there  some  day; 

2.  When  I  shall  walk    the  gold  -  en  street,  I  hope  to  meet  you  there  some  day; 

3.  Where  sin  can  harm  our  souls  no   more,  I   hope  to  meet  you  there  some  day; 

4.  Where  tears  no  more  will  dim  the  eye,     I  hope  to  meet  you  there  some  day; 


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When  I  be-  fore  the  throne  shall  stand,  1  hope  to  meet  you  there  some  day, 
A  -  mong  the  friends  that  I  shall  greet,  I  hope  to  meet  you  there  some  day. 
Up  -  on  the  bright  e  -  ter  -  nal  shore,  I  hope  to  meet  yon  there  some  day. 
Where  we  will  nev  -  er  say  "Good  bye, "I  hope  to  meet  you  there  some  day. 


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D.  S.-/  hope  to  meet  you  there  some  day. 


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I    hope  to  meet  joq  there  my  broth  -  er,     my  sis  -  ter,  And  stand  with  the 


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saints  in  white  a  -  ray;   When  I  have  reach'd  my  Fa-ther's  home  in  heav-en, 


r=i=r±=I^S? 


No.  138.    Gel  You  Ready  for  the  Coming  of  the  Gall. 


A    J.S. 


COPYRIGHT,  180B,  BY  A.  J.  6H0WALTER. 


A.  J.  5howalter. 


m^m 


1.  E    -   ter-ni  -  ty     is  draw-ing  near -er,  broth- er,  Get  you  read-y 

2.  0        do  not  stay     a  -  way  from  Je  -  sus  long  -  er,  Get  you  read-y 

3.  The  Sav-ior's  pre-cious  blood  for  you  was  giv   -  en,  Get  you  read-y 

4.  0      bler.s-ed    is    the  hope  of    life  e  -    ter  -  nal,  Get  you  read-y 


— t—lf—f—p—p—^—p- 


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-f — ^ — ^ — k — k — V — k — 

for     the  com-ing  of     the    call; 

The  Lord  en  -  treats  you:  ''From  me 

for     the  com-ing  of     the   call; 

Act    on     the    faith     you    have   and 

for     the  com-ing'  of     the    call; 

And  He     will    lead      you  home     at 

for     the  com-ing  of     the   call; 

In     that   fair    land,    that     E  -  don 

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go  no  far-ther,"  Get  you  read 
'twill  grow  stron-ger,  Get  you  read 
last  to  heav  -  en,  Get  j'ou  read 
bright  and  ver  -  nal,  Get  you  read 


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y  for  the  com-ing  of 

y  for  the  com-ing  of 

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the  call, 

the  call, 

the  call, 

the  call. 


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get     you      read-y, 


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the  call; 


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Get  you  read    -     -    y, 

Get    you  read  •  y. 


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-A— A  -A-S — 


Get  You  Ready  for  the  Coming  of  the  Gall. 

After  last  verier  repeat  pp. 


Get  you  read    -    y,      Get  you  read-y    for  the  com-ing  of    the     call. 

Get  yoa  read-y, 

„ , A-^/^.-^^A— A-c(»-A^ —M — fe-fi— ^— fe-rJ 


No.  139. 


I  Surrender  All. 


^ii 


COPYRIGHT,  1896,  BY  WEEDEN  A  VAN  DE  VENTER. 

J.  W.  Van  De  Venter.  used  by  per. 

p.   B.   BILHORN.   OWNER. 


W.  S.  Weeden. 


lE^g^^ 


:s=d: 


:1: 


i=^-= 


to  Je  -  sus 

to  Je  -  sus 
to  Je  -  sus 
to  Je  -  sus 


sur-ren-der, 
sur-ren-der, . 
sur-ren-der, 
sur-ren-der, 

h     I        I 


zs 

All  to  Him  I  free  -  ly  give; 
Hum  -  bly  at  His  fee*-  I  bow; 
Make  me,  Sav-ior,  whol  -  ly  Thine; 
Now   I   feel  the  sa  -  cred  flame; 


8  8         8  III  8 


E=i: 


:1: 


^I 


I     will  ev  -  er  love  and  trust  Him,  In  His  pres-ence  dai  -  ly     live. 

World-ly  pleasures  all  for  -  sak  -  en.  Take  me,  Je  -  sus,  take  me     now. 

Let  me  feel  the  Ho  -  ly  Spur  -  it,  Tni  -  ly  know  that  Thou  art   mine. 

0     the  joy  of  full  sal  -  va  -  tion,  Glo  -  ry,  glo  -  ry     to    His  name. 


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Chorus 


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I     sur-ren-der  all. 


^^ 


I     sur-ren  -der  all 


I    sur  -  ren-der  all; 

1      Bur-rea-der  all: 


All     to    Thee,  my     bless  -  ed    Sav  -  ior, 


sur  -  ren  -  der     all 


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No.  140. 


W.  C.  Martin. 


Land  of  the  Unsetling  Sun. 

COPYRIGHT,  1908,  BY  CHA8.  H.  QABHIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,   J»09,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


Clnt5.  H.  Gabriel. 


ig 


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1.  Some  sweet  day  I   shall  en-  ter  a  place,  When  the  work  of  my  life  shall  be 

2.  Yes,    the  bur -dens  of    life  can  be  borne.  When  I    think  of  the  prize  to  be 

3.  I         can  peace-ful-  ly  wel-come  the  night  When  the  hours  of  my  life  shall  be 

4.  0      what  joy!  mor-tal  tongue  cannot  tell,  With  e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty  on  -  ly  be- 


^ 


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^^ 


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done; 
won; 
run; 
gun; 


A        place  that  is  filled  with  His  mar- vel-ous  grace,  In  the 

Of  the  beau  -  ti  -  f ul  robe  and  the  crown  to    be  worn,   In  the 

It  will  bring  me   no  grief,  but  su  -  per  -  nal  de  -  light,    In  the 

Onean-oth-er   to  meet,  with  the  Sav-ior  to    dwell.    In  the 


fSi^jNy^aM 


gEiEAE-fE^^ 


-^^M 


t=t 


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P=P: 


±=±=z± 


Chords. 


^m 


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land    of  the  Un  -  set -ting  Sun.         I    shall  dwell  in  the  land  of    de- 


fight  When  my  journey  on  earth  has  been  run; In  the  land  where  there 

of     (le  -  lig:ht  jour       •        nev         oq    earth  has  been  run; 


mmmm 


com  -  eth  no  sor-  row,  no  night.  In  the   land   of  the  Un  -  set  -  ting  Sun. 


^^m 


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■p—p- 


-^iv.-^:? 


K —  t— ^f= —  V-V   '       P=-V^«a^ 


No.  141. 


Dont  You  Want  to  Go? 

COPYRIGHT,   1004,  BY  J.  0     VAUOHAN. 
USED  BY  PER. 


#=S 


James  D.  Vaughan. 


to  that  hap-py  home  on  high?  Where  the  good  shall 

en  while  you 


1 .  Don't  you  want  to  go 

2.  Think  how  ma-ny  pray'rs  have  been  offered  up  for  you,  Oft 

3.  Time  is  swift-ly  pass-ing,  and  soon  will  close  the  gate,  Then  your  soul  must 

4.  Could  you  stand  in  judginent,  if  you  should  die  to-day?  All  that  you  have 


meet,  yes,  meet  to  part  no  more, 
slept  dear  mother's  tears  did  flow: 


m^m^ 


And  shall  live  and  reign  far  a 
Turn  and  seek  sal-va  -  tion,  0 


bove  the 
to  her 


sink    in     ev  -  or  -  last  -  ing   woe:  Give  your  heart  to  Je-sus,  for  soon  'twill 
writ  -  ten  you  must  face, you  know:  Je  -  sus  now  is  pleading,  He'll  wash  your 


m^ 


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S: 


1^=1? 


Refrain. 


star-ry  sky.    In  that  sun  -  ny  clime  up -on  the  gold-en  shore. 

love  be  tnie, While  your  friends  are  waiting  don't  you  want  to  go?  Don't  jouwantto 

be     too  late,    Moth-er  now  is  wait-ing, don't  you  wa  .t  tD  go? 

sms    a  -  way,    To  that  home  in  glo-ry,  don't  you  want  to  go? 


1^     h      fc    I 

—M — M-^ — M—M- 


E:g^=5^|£EElEE 


is 


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tlnra^ 


go?  Don't  you  want  to  go?While  we  plead  and  pray, make  the  start  to-day,  Jesus 

-'      -'-^-ai— £:j      ,  K  •  HA-I \-—\- 


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bids  you  come  to  that  happy  home, Don't  you  want  to  go?Don't  you  want  to  go? 


Ho.  142. 


Charlotte  Q,  Homer. 


Some  Happy  Day, 


COPYRIGHT,   1000,  BY  E.  O    EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MU8IC. 


Chai.  H.  Qabrlel. 


ffi 


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1 ^      L^^^l 


1.  Some  day    I'll  reap  what    I    have  sown,  Some  day— I  know  not  when, 

2.  Some   day    my  deeds    of  good  and  wrong,  Some  day — it  may   be  soon, 

3.  Some   day    the  Judge  up -on     the  throne.  Some  day— will  speak  to  me, 


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But  [  fruit  and  tares  ma-ture  -  ly  grown  Will  all  be  gath-er'd  then. 
Will  rise  be  -  fore  me .  in  a  throng,  Clear  as  the  light  of  morn. 
Will      ei  -  ther  wel  -  come  or    dis  -  own     Me      for      e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty. 


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Chorus. 


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V  V  ^'i^   V   V    i'  V  V  \^   \^   V 


?=P=JE±pZJiZMj 

k  u  p  rp  I 


Some  day —       I  can-not  tell Just  when,   but,  Lord,  I  pray. 

Some  day— but  0,    I  can -not  tell,  I  can  aottellJust  when 'twill  be,  but  this,  0  Lord,  I  pray 


•_«_^_^- 


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:«c 


Si: 


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That    I  may  go  to  dwell        With  Thee  some  hap-py  day. 

That     I  may  ifo,  may  go  to  dwell  with  Thee, With  Thee  aome  happy,  hap-py.    hap-py  day. 


No.  143.        The  Neavenly  Home  Above. 


O.  L.  T. 


PROPERTY  OF  O.  L.  THARP,  CHATTANOOGA,  TENH. 


O.  L.  Tharp. 


1.  To      a    bright  heav'n-ly  home    far    be -yond  death's  sea,   Trav-el  -  ing 

2.  I      am  press  -  ing      a  -  long     in     the  King's  high-way, 

3.  I      am  worn,    but    my  jour  -  ney   will  soon     be    o'er, 


y-n, ^-- ^—TM ^- s — ^ "t- -^-— r  ^ ^ *- 


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on. 


trav-el  -  ing     on; 


and        on, 


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There  with   Je  -  sns  and 

Trust  -  ing    Je  -  sus  my 

to     my  home;  Soon   my    Spir  -  it  will 

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loved    ones    I      soon    shall    be,       I       am    trav    - 

Sav  -  lour,  for  strength  each  day, 

rest     on     the     oth  -  er    shore,     i       am     trav-'iin&, 

-A-*       -A- 


-    'ling    on. 

trav-'ling         on. 


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Won't  you  come  and  go  with  me    To  that  hap-py  home  a-boTe?  There  where 


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sor  -  row  and  sad-ness  can  nev-er  come,  But  where  all 

But   where  all     is 
-A-      -^*    -^  -A-*      A- 


^ 1 ^— r^ — ^ — « ^— -*- 


is    love 

peace  and    love 


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No.  144.      We  Shall  Stand  Before  the  King, 


E.O.B. 


COPYRIGHT,  1884,  BY  E.  O.  EXCEU. 

WORDS  AND  MUolC. 


E.  O.  Excell. 


m^m^m^^^^$m 


1.  We  shall  stand  be-fore  the  King, With  the  angels  we  shall  sing, By  and  by, 

2.  Ring, ye  bells  of  heaven, ring,  We  shall  stand  before  the  King.By  and  by, 

3.  Wake,my  soul,  thy  tribute  bringjhoushalt  stand  before  the  King,By  and  by, 

J  by  and  by 


by  and  by;  Walk  the  bright,the  golden  shore, Praising  Hira  forevermore, 
by  and  by;  There  our  sorrows  will  be  o'er, There  His  name  we  will  adore, 
by  and  by;         Lay  thy  trophies  at  His  feet, In  His  likeness  stand  conaplete, 

by  snd  by;  _  I 
j A-^A-A    A  • — A-rA-^—^k — A-^-A— 4 4-^-A-r-A-*— A — 4-^—4 — M- 


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By  and  by, by  and  by.         We  shall  stand . . .     before  the  King., . . . 

By  and  by,  by  and  by.  We  shall  stand,  before  the  Kin?, 


^^^^lisi 


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v—p- 


With  the  an-gels  we  shall  sing,  Glo-ry,    glo  -  ry  to    our  King,  Hal- le- 


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lu      -        jah,  hal-lo  -  lu    -    jab,    We  shall  stand be-fore  the  King. 

Hal-le  -  lu  -  jah;  bal  •  le  -  lu  -  jah;  we  shall  stand. 


No.  145.     Will  There  be  Any  Stars  in  My  Grown? 


B.  E.  Hewitt. 


COPYRIGHT,  18S7,  BY  JNO.  R.  8WENEY. 
USED  BY  PER. 

N 


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Jno.  R.  5w<iic)r. 


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1.  I    am  think-ingto-day  of   that  beau- ti  -  ful  land     I  shall  reach  when  the 

2.  In  the  strength  of  the  Lord  let  me  la  -  bor  and  pray,  Let  me  watch  as    a 

3.  Oh,  what  joy  will  it  be  when  His  face    I  be -hold  Liv-inggems  at  His 

'  -^-^^— ^A— I — t^-^^ — ^-^ — . — ^ 


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sun  goeth  down;  When  thro'  wonderful  grace  by  my  Sav-ior  I  stand.  Will  there 
win-ner  of  souls;  That  bright  stars  may  be  mine  in  the  glo-ri-ous  day,  When  His 
feet    to  lay  down;  It  would  sweet-en  my  bliss  in  the  cit  -  y  of  gold, Should  there 


I- 


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■0-»—4-^ — i ^— H — 


i^  ^  ^   r  ^  '   '^'     '  ^  -^  ^  ^  -^  -J-  ^ 

be     an  -  y  stars  in  my  crown?  ^ 

praise  like  the  sea  bil-low  rolls.  Will  there  be  an-y  stars,  an-y  stars  in  my  crown; 

be     an-y  stars  in  my  crown, 

-^  A— s as—. — r«^-i— tA-: 1 A K—^-rJ i 


When  at    e-vening  the  sun  go  -  eth  down  ? When  I  wake  with  the  blest 

JO  -  eth  (lowuT 


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In  the  man-sions  of  rest,  Will  there  be   an-y  stars  in  my  crown?. . . 

ftn  -  y    stars    in  my  crownT 


No.  146        Oalherinft  to  the  Homeland. 


Edgar  M.  Iloffer. 


J.   HENRY  8H0WALTER,  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  Showalter. 


z  z  '    u  u  r 


1.  We    are     go  -  ing     to  glo  -  ry,   one  by     one,  (one  by   one,)  For  we 

2.  We     all  have  friends  who  now  are  o  -  ver   there,  (over  there.)     And  we 

3.  We    are    all     go  -  ing  home,  yes,  one  by  one,  (one  by  one.)      Soon  tbe 


te^^iig 


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^■^^i=^=n-iT-:^=^T-:ZA 


*^=* 


trav  -  el  toward  the    set -ting   sun.    Soon  the  sweet  vie  -  to  -  ry   will    be 
long     to    see  them    in     that  land;  When  we  come  to  the  shore  bright  and 
set  -  ting  sun     we    all     shall  see,  And     the  vie  -  to  -  ry  then  will  be 


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won,  (safe  •  ly  won.)  And  our  drear-y  days  will  all  be  done, 
fair,  (bright  and  fair,)  Q  what  joy  wiU  be  on  ev  -  'ry  hand, 
won,   (safe  -  ly    won,)       And  our     spir-its  then  shall  be      made  free. 


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We  are  gath     -       -     'ring      to  the  home      -       -      land,     We  are 

We   are  sath-'rinc   to     tho  home-land,  we    are  gath-'rinir  to      the  home-land, 


U- 


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Gathering  to  the  Homeland. 


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■}rp- 


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-A-T-A     A     A— A     A     A 


go-ing  to  glo-ry,  one  by  one, We  are  gath     -     'ring     to  the 

one  by  one,    We  are  gath'ring  to  the  homeland,  we  are 


-0 #- 


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-2-p A  .    A     A— A— A— A— A   -  A-  -A A-j-A— S 2 9 S-  -A;^: A— fl 


-     land,  Soon  the  vict-'ry  thro'  Je-sus  will  be     won 


home 

Cath-'ring:  to  the  home-land 


£5=-^^=^ 


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'^-^—^-y-i/^-p 


8afe-ly  won. 


^-t^^ii=^=^=V^^. 


No.  147. 


Eld.  J.  S.  Mobler. 


Our  Sainted  Dead. 


J.  HENRY  8HOWALTEB,  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  Showalter. 


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1.  De-part-ed  friends;  where  have  they  gone?  We  miss  them  ev  -  'ry    day; 

2.  They're  gone  to  live  be-yond  this  vale       Of     sor-row,  pain  and  death, 

3.  No  dark-ness  falls     up-on    that  land,    Nor  light  from  Sun  or    Moon, 

4.  No     e  -  vil  thing  shall  en  -  ter     in      To  mar  that     sa  -  cred  place; 


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The  va  -  cant  chair,  and  couch,  and  room.  All  teach,  they're  gone  to  stay. 
A     life  that  ne'er  grows  old  nor   frail,    Nor  gasps  for  fleet  -  ing  breath. 
But  clear -er  light,  from  God,  the  Lamb, Shines  one  e  -  ter  -  nal  noon. 
But  chil  -  dren  of     the  heav'n-ly  King,  Sing  God's  re  -  deem-ing  grace. 


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No.  148.     When  the  Saints  are  Marching  In. 


Katherine  E.  Purvis. 


COPVRIQHT,  1896,  BY  J.  M.  BLACK. 
USED  BY  PERMiaeiON. 


J.  n.  Black. 


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1.  Thro'  the   shin-ing  gate, Where  the  an-gels  wait,  When  the  saints. ...  are 

2.  Part-ed  friends  shall  racfit  On  the  gold-en  street,  When  the  saints. ...  are 

3.  Ev-'ry  tongue  and  race  Shall  ex-tol  God's  grace, When  the  saints are 

4.  To  the  Lamb  once  slain, But  who  lives  a  -  gain,  When  the  saints are 

When  the  saints  are 

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marching  in; The  redeemed  shall  come,  And  be  crowned  at  home, 

marching  in; Spotless  robes  shall  wear, Victors'  palms  shall  bear, 

marching  in; And  the  blood-wash'd  throng  Shall  repeat  the  song, 

marching  in; We  shall  of  -  fer  praise  Thro'  e-ter-nal  days. 


are  marching  in; 


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when  the  saints  When  the  saints 


saints are  march-ing 

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Isaac  Watts. 


The  Wondrous  Gross. 


COPYRIGHT,   1900,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 


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1.  When  I    sur  -  vey  the  wond-rous  cross  On  which  the  Prince  of  Glo  -  ry  died, 

2.  For  -  bid  it,   Lord,  that  I  should  boast  Save  in    the  death  of  Christ,  my  God; 

3.  See  from  His  head.  His  hands,  His  feet,  Sor  -  row  and  love  flow  mingled  down; 

4.  Were  the  whole  realm  of  na-  ture  mine, That  were  a  pres  -  ent  far  too  small; 

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My  rich  -  est  gain  I  count  but  loss.  And  poor  con  -  tempt  on  all  my  pride. 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  mo  most,  I  sac  -  ri  -  fice  them  to  His  blood. 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sor  -  row  meet,  Or  thorns  com-pose  so  rich  a  crown? 
Love  so    a  -  maz  -  ing,  so    di  -  vine,  De-mands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


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D.  S.-77ie  blood,  the  blood  a  -  vail t  for   me.      For   me   the  Prince  of  Glo  -  rydied. 


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The  cross,  the  cross  by  faith  I    see,    W«iih-in    its    shad  -  ow    I     will  hide; 


Where  is  My  Boy  To-Night? 

COPYRIGHT,   1005,   BY  MARY  RUNYON  LOWRY. 
RENEWAL.       USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


Rev.  R.  Lowry. 


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1.  Where  is  my  wand'ring  boy  to-night—    The    boy   of  my  tend'rest   care, 

2.  Once   he  was  pure  as  morn-ing  dew,     As  he  knelt  at  his  moth-er's  knee; 

3.  0     could  I   see    you  now,  my  boy,      As       fair     as  ih  old  -  en     time, 

4.  Go     for  my  wand'ring  boy  to-night;     Go    search  for  hira  where  you  will; 


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The   boy  that  was  once  my  joy  and  light,  The  child  of  my  love  and  prayer? 
No   face  was  so  bright,  no  heart  more  true.  And  none  wr.s  so  sweet  as   he. 
When  prattle  and  smile  made  home  a   joy,  And  life  was  a   mer-ry   chime! 
But  bring  him  to  me     with  all  his  blight.  And  tell  him  I  love  him  still. 


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Chorus.     Not  too  fast. 


0  where    is   my   boy      to  -  night?  0  where  is    my  boy     to  -  night? 


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My  heart  o'er-flows,  for  I  love  hira  he  knows;  0  where  is  my  boy  to  -  night? 


No.  151. 


Softly  and  Tenderly. 


»V  PtR.  WlU  t.  THOMPSON  A  CO  ,  E.  LIVERPOOt,  O',  AND  THE   THOMPSON  MUSIC  CO  ,  CHICAGO,  ILU 


W.  L.  T. 


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Very  slow.  PP 


Will  L.  Thompsoa. 


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1.  Soft  -  ly  and  ten-der-ly  Je-sus  is  call-ing,  Call-ing  for  you  and  for  me; 

2.  Why  should  we  tar-ry  when  Je-sus  is  plead-ing,  Pleading  for  you  and  for  me? 

3.  Time   is  now  fleeting, the  moments  are  passing, Passing  from  you  and  from  me; 

4.  Oh!     for  the  wonderful  love  He  has  promised,  Promised  for  you  and  for  me; 


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See  on  the  portals  He's  waiting  and  watching, Watching  for  you  and  for  me. 
Why  should  we  linger  and  heed  not  His  mercies, Mercies  for  you  and  for  me? 
Shadows  are  gathering,  death  beds  are  com-ing,  Com-ing  for  you  and  for  me. 
The'  we  have  sinn'd,  He  has  mercy  and  pardon,  Pardon  for  you  and  for  me. 


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Come  home,  come  home,  Ye  who  are  wea-ry,  come  home, 

Come  home,  come  bomb,  ^^ 


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Ear-nest -ly,  ten-der-ly," Je-sus  is  call-ing,  Call-ing,  0  sin-ner,  come  home! 


rc-T A  •    A     A — A T--^ A — A — A i-A — A-^-A — A — A-r-  m  r^'?^— Tl 


No.  152. 


M.  B.a 


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Galilee. 

u*RQ.  B.  QARRETT,  owNsR.      Margucrlte  Bixler  Qarrett. 


iFt^-. 1* "^^ ^~'^ ^ 

in,  beau-ti  -  ful,  blao  Giil  -  i  -  Ice,      What  mu  -  sic  thou  bring-est 


dh,  beau-ti  -  ful,  blao  Giil  -  i  -  Ice, 
'Twas  here,  if  in  pal  -  ace  or  cot, 
'Twashere.when  he  said, "Follow  me. 

Oh,  beau-ti  -  ful,  blue  Gal  -  i  -  lee, 
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\Vhat  rim  -  sic  thou  bring-est  to  me, 
This  man  a-mong  men,  fal-tered  not, 
That  fish-ers  of  men  you  may  be. 
Sweet  mu  -  sic  thou  bringest  to    me. 


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While  now  up  -  on  thy  qui  -  et  shore,  I  read  once  a  -  gain  the  sweet  love- 
To  show  the  beau-t^,  pow'r  and  love,  Ke-vealed  from  the  Fa-ther  a-bove — 
Go,  cast  your  net  m  life's  deep  sea.  Go,  gath-er,  and  bring  all  to  me" — 
While  now,  up  -  on  thy  qui  -  et  shore,  I    hear  thy  love  message  once  more,— 


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Of     Je  -  sus  of  Gal  -  i  -  leeT 

Oh,    sa  -  cred  is  Gal  -  i  -  lee. 

To     Je  -  sus  of  Gal  -  i  -  lee. 

From  Je  -  sua  of  Gal  -  i  -  lee. 


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here  Je  -  sus  my  Lord  used  to    be; Oh, 

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sea;  Where  Je  -  sus  my  Lord  used  to    be; . 

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how     I  love    to      fol- low  Thee— Great  Pi -lot    of     Gal 


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No.  153, 


S.  J.  Perry. 


Hear  Him  Galling. 


PROPERTr  OF  T.   P.  BERRt,  CHATTANOOGA,  TENN. 


T.  P.  Berry. 


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1.  Hear  the  Sav-iour's  call,  wea-ry     pil-grims  all,  Come  home,    come  home; 

2.  Leaving  sin's  dread  snares  and  life's  bus-y  cares,  Come  home,      come  home; 

3.  Where  the  blood-washed  throng  sing  a  glad  new  song, 


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band    in   life's  des  -  ert  land,  Come  home,         come 
more  on  time's  drear-y  shore,                Come  home, 
ring  with  the  praise  they  bring, 

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New    Je   -  ru  -  sa-lera  come;"  Hear  Him  call- ing,  gen  -  tly 

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No.  154.       Shepherds  Abiding  In  the  fields. 


J.  HENRY  6H0WALTER,  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  Showalter. 


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1.  While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night,. ..  All  seat-  ed  on  the  ground, 

their  flocks  by  night. 

2.  "To     you,   in  David's  town,  this  day, Is     bom    of    Dav-id's  line, 

to  you  this  day, 

3.  Thus  spake  the  seraph;  and  forth-with, Ap-peared  a  shin-ing  throng 

^^  and  then  forthwith, 


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to  earth  came  down. 

"The  Sav  -  ior,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, And  this  shall  be    the  sign: 

your  gracious  Lord, 

Of    an  -  gels  praising  God  on    high, .....     And  thus  addressed  their  song: 

our  God  on  high, 


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"Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread, Had  seized  their  troubled  mind, 

for  mighty  dread, 

"The  heav'nly  babe  you  there  shall  find To    hu  -  man  view  dis-played, 

you  there  shall  find, 

"All    glo-  ry  be  to  God  on  high, And  to    the  earth  be  peace: 

to  God  on  high, 


■•-  L   L   iv   u  I  •-#--«»- 


'Good  ti-dings  of  great  joy  I  bring, To    you  and  all   man-kind. 

great  joy  I  bring, 

"All  mean-ly  vNTapped  in  swathing  bands, And    in     a    man-ger    laid.'* 

in  swathing  bands, 

"Good  will  henceforth  from  heav'n  to  men, Be  -  gin  and  nev  -  er  cease." 

_  from  heav'n  to  men, 


Shepherds  Abiding  In  the  Fields. 


Refrain. 


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All    glo  -  ry  be  to  God  on  high, And    to    the  earth  be  peace; 

to  God  on  high. 


-(t-  -A-  -A-     -A- -A- -»- -i»- -A- 

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Good  will  henceforth  from  heav'n  to  men, Be  -  gin  and  nev  -  er   cease. 

from  heav'n  to  men. 


No.  155. 


Behold,  He  Gomes! 


J.  HENRY  8H0WALTER,  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  Sho waiter. 


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1.  Hark,  joyful  news, . . 

2.  On  Him  the  Spir    - 

3.  He  comes  the  pris    - 

4.  He  comes  the  bro 

5.  Our  glad  ho  -  san     - 


. ...  the  Savior  comes,  The  Savior  prom 
-  it  largely  poured,  Exerts  His  sa  - 
-'ners  to    re  -  lease,  In  Satan's  bond 

ken  heart  to  bind, The  bleeding  soul. . 
nas,  Prince  of  Peace,  Thy  welcome  shall . 
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ised  long; 
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age  held; 
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Let  ev-'ry     heart prepare  a  throne.  And  ev'ry  voice a     song. 

Wisdom  and  might, and  zeal,  and  love.  His  ho-ly  breast. . ...  in  -  spire. 

The  gates  of  brass be-fore  Him  burst.  The  i-ron   fet    -    -    ters '  yield. 

And  with  the  treas    -    ure    of  His  grace,  T 'en-rich  the  hum    -    ble    poor. 
And  heav'n 'so- ter     -     nal  arch-es   ring,  With  thy  be-lov    -     -     ed  name. 


No.  156.        Childhood,  home  and  Mother. 


nrs.  J.  M.  Hunter. 


J.  HENRY  8H0WAITER,  OWNER. 


W.  S.  Tidwell, 


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1.  0     how    oft'    my  fan  -  cy  strays.  To     the  glad    and  gold  -  en  days, 

2.  Pleasures  pure    our  hearts  did  greet.  Love's  bright  ck-cle  was     cora-plete, 

3.  When  I     vis  -  it   now   the  place,  How     I    miss     my  moth-er's  face, 

4.  Scattered  from  our  child-hood's  home,  To     and   fro     our  foot-steps  roam, 


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When    I     was 

a    hap  -  py  child 

at  moth  -  er's  knee;      I     de  -  light   to 

But     the  dear  - 

est  link       in  all 

the  chain     is   gone;    Mother  sleeps  be- 

How    I     long 

once  more  her  wel  - 

come  smile  to     seel     Sav-iour,  help  me 

But     we     for  ■ 

ward  look   to  that 

e  -  ter  -  nal  shore,Where  at   last   we 

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pict  - 
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hope 

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ure  o'er  Those 
the  sod.  Her 
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to  stand  As 

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the  vault 
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of   yore,  Though  1 

with  God,  And     w 

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ne'er   a  -  gam    can  come    to  me. 

we  *  are    left     to    jour  -  ney  on.      Child-hood  days,  sweet  childhood  days, 

moth  -  er  safe     at  home  with  Thee. 

bye    can  touch  our  lips     no  more. 

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Childhood,  He 


^  and  Mother. 


Dear  old  home  of  long   a  -  go!    Till     I  leave  the  scenes  of  time,  And  the 


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Stairs  of  heav-en  climb,    I  shall    not  for-get  those  pre-cious  days  gone  by. 


No.  157. 

Anon. 


Care  for  Me. 

ALL  RIGHTS  RESERVED. 


Homer  F.  Morris. 


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1.  Sav  -  iour,  bless  a     lit  -  tie  child,  Teach  my  heart  the    way  to  Thee; 

2.  I        am  young  but  Thou  hast  said    All   who  will    may  come  to  Thee; 

3.  Je  -  sus,  keep  me,       I    am  weak,     Let    me  put    my     trust  in  Thee; 

4.  All    my  days     be  Thou  my  guide.  Light  and  strength  and  joy  to  me; 


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Make  me  gen  -  tie,  meek  and  mild,  Lov  -  ing  Sav  -  iour,  care  for  me. 
Feed  my  soul  with  liv  -  ing  bread,  Lov  -  ing  Sav  -  iour,  care  for  me. 
Teach  me  how  and  what  to  speak,  Lov  -  ing  Sav  -  iour,  care  for  me. 
And    when  life    is     end  -  ed  here,     Let    me  find    myheav'n  with  Thee. 

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D.  S.—Lov  -  ing  Sav  -  iour,  care  for    me. 


Chorus 


D.  S. 


Care  for  me, care  for  me,Loving  Saviour,care  for  me, Care  for  me, care  for  me, 

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INo.  158. 


C.  M.  D. 


Sunshine  Bearer. 

COPYRIGHT,  1900,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
WOR08  AND  MUSIC. 


m^n 


1.  Dark  the  way  and  drear  -  y,     Sad  the  heart  and  wea  -  ry,    Toil  -  ing  all     a- 

2.  Earth  is  filled  with  sad-ness,  We  should  make  it  glad-ness,  And  our  lives  like 

3.  Speaking  words  for  Je  -  sus,  Foll'wing  paths  that  lead  us       In  -  to  plac-e8 


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long  life's  bus -y, 
rays    of  sun-shine 
where  His  name  is 


rug  -  ged  way;  But  kind  words  and  fac  -  es  Bright-en 
ev  -  er  be;  On  the  road  we're  joum'ying, There  is 
nev  -  er      heard;  Guid-ing  those  who  wan-der,     To    the 


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gloom-y  plac  -  es, 
no  re-turn  -  ing, 
home  up  yon-der, 

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And  the  heart  is  gladdened  by      a    cheer-ful    ray. 

Let    us    not  neg-lect  an     op  -  por  -tu  -  ni  -   ty. 

Teach-ing  them  the  bless-ed    sun-shine    of    His    love. 

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ing       words, 
ny        smiles 


cheer  -  ful    as      the 
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Lift  -  ing  heav  -  y 
Mak-ing  oth-ers 


bur-dens  from    a     wea-ry      heart;  ^ 

hap-py, 'Tis    a  Chris-  {Omit  .  .  .)  i     tian's     part. 


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No.  159. 

LanU  WIlMO  Snith 


Scatter  Sunshihe. 

COPVRIGHT,   1892,   BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WOROa  AND  MUSIC. 

A ^-^--. 


E.  O.  Ezcell. 


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1.  In     a  world  where  sor-row   Ev  -  er  will  be    kno^vn,  Where  are  found  the 

2.  Slightest  ac-tions  oft  -  en    Meet  the  sor-cst  needs,      Forthe  world  wants 

3.  When  the  days  are  gloom-y  Singsome  hap- py  song,     Meet  the  world's  re - 


need  -  y,  And  the  sad  and  lone;  How  much  joy  and  com  -  fort 
dai  -  ly  Lit  -  tie  kind  -  ly  deeds;  Oh,  what  care  and  sor  -  row 
pin    -  ing    with  a    cour  -  age    strong;   Go     with   faith  un  -  daunt  -  ed 


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1/  1/      —  _ 

You    can  all   be  -stow,    If   you  scat-ter  sun-shine  Ev-'ry-where  you  go. 

You  may  help  re-move,  With  your  songs  and  courage,  Sym-pa-thy  and  love. 

Thro'  the  ills  of  life;  Scat-ter  smiles  and  sun-snine  O'er  its  toil  and  strife. 


Scat     -     -      ter    sun-shine  all  a- long  your  way,  .  .    Cheer  and  bless  and 

Scatter  the  Biniles  and  sun-sbiue  o  -  ver  tho  way, 


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bright  -  en     Ev  -  *ry  pass  -  ing  day; 


Ev  -  'ry  pass  -  ing    day. 


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No,  160. 


Walkm.^  In  the  Sunshine. 


Robt.  H.  Walton. 


BY  PER.  OF  MRS    GEO.  W.  LYON. 


a.  W.  Lyoo. 


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1.  Walk-ing  in     the  sunshine   of   the  Sav-ior's  love,  Walk-ing  in    the  sun-shine 

2.  Walk-ing  in     the  sunshine,  bless-ed   is    the  light,  I       will  fear  no  foe,  while 

3.  Walk-ing  in     the  sunshine,  'tis    a   joy   di-vine,  I      will  praise  ray  Savior, 


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to  a  home  a-bove;  Je  -  sus  has  redeemed  me,  at  His  will  I  bow, 
working  for  the  right;  Trusting  in  my  Sav-ior,  at  His  will  I  bow, 
praise  Him  all  the  time;  All   my  sins  for-giv'n,  no    care   is   on    my  brow, 


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I . . I  Chorus. 


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I'm    walk-ing     in    the  sun-shine    now 

I'm    walk-ing     ii    the  sun-shine    now.      I'm    walk-ing  in    the  sun-shine 

I'm    walk-ing    ii   the  sun-shine    now. 


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now,  I'm  walk-ing  in    the  sun-shine  now,  Keep-ing  close  to 

just  uow,  just  now. 


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Je-sus,    at    His  will    I  bow,  I'm  walk-ing  in     the  sun-shine  now. 

just  now. 
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No.  161.      Lead  Me  Gently  Home,  Father. 


Br  PER,  OF  WILL  L.  TMOMPBON  A  CO.,  OWNEW  OF  COPYRIGHT. 


W.  L.T. 

Solo  or  Duet,  ad  lib 


W.  L.  Thompson. 


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1.  Lead  me  gen-tly  home,  Father,  Lead  me  gen-  tly  home,  When  life's  toils  are 

2.  Lead  me  gen-tly  home,  Father,  Lead  me  gen -tly  home.      In  life'sdark-est 


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end  -  ed,  And  parting  days  have  come.  Sin  no  more  shall  tempt  me, Ne'er  from 
hours,  Father,  When  life's  troubles  come.  Keep  my  feet  from  wand'ring.  Lest  from 


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Thee  I'll  roam.   If  Thou'lt  on  -  ly  lead  me.  Father,  Lead  me  gen-tly  home. 
Thee  I     roam.    Lest  I      fall   up  -  on  the  wayside,  Lead  me  gen-tly  home. 


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Lead  me  gen-tly  home,     Fa-ther  Lead    me  gen  -tly, 

Lead     me    (ren  -  tly  home.  Fa  -  ther.    Lead   me  gen  -  tly      home.  Fa  -  ther, 

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Fa  -  ther.    Lead   me  gen  -  tly      home. 


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Lest  I    fall   up  -  on    the  way- side,    Lead     me  gen  -  tly  home. 

gen  -  tly  home. 

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No.  162, 


E.  B.  Hewitt. 


On  to  the  Land  of  Glory. 

OOPYRIQHT,  1908,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 

WORDS  AND   MUSIC. 


Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


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1.  On      to    the  land    of       glo  -  ry,     On       to     the  home  of 

2.  Ley  -  al    to  Christ  our    Lead  -  er,   Trust  -  ing  His  bound-less 

3.  On      to    the  land     of      glo  -  ry,      On     to    the  home   so 


light, 

might, 

dear, 


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Sing  -  ing  the  dear  old  sto  -  ry,  On  to  the  man-sions 
March -ing  in  Zi  -  on's  ar  -  my,  Bat  -  tling  for  God  and 
Help  -  ing  each  oth  -  er       np  -  ward.  On     with   a   song     of 


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Joy  -  ful  -  ly  shout-ing  ho  -  san 
Vic  -  to  -  ry  on  -  ly  thro'  Je 
Glo  -  ri  -  ous  hopes  are  be  -  fore 


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na,  Prais-ing  the  name  of  our  King, 
sus,  This  is  the  watchword  of  faith, 
us,     Yon-der  the  crown  and  the  palm, 

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Fol-low-ing   af  -  ter  His   ban  -  ner,   Glad  -  ly    our  voic  -  es    ring. 
Cer-tain  -  ly  He     will  be     with   us,    With     us     in     life     and  death. 
Join   in   the  ja  -  bi  -  lant    cho  -  rus,   Join     the  thanks-giv  -  ing  psalm. 


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On!        onl        onl 

Marching,  marching,  marching:  on. 


On    to     the  land  of  glo  -  ry!  Onl        on! 

Marchinff.marcbinr, 


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On  to  the  Land  of  Glory. 

on!  On  to  the  home  of  light  I       On!       on!       on!  Sing-ing  the 

marching  on!  Marching. marcbinsr.marchiDsr  on! 

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dear  old  sto  -  ry;  On!       on!       on! 

&larchin8r,inaicbing.niarching  on! 


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On  to  the  mansions  bright. 


No.  163, 


Fill  Me  Now. 


E.  R.  Stokes.  D.  D.  copyrisht,  i879,  by  john  j.  hood. 

tlNEWAL  I907  BY   L.   E.   SWENEY.     i  I 


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Jno.  R.  Swene}. 


1.  Hov-er  o*er  me     Ho-  ly  Spir  -  it,  Bathe  my  trembling  heart  and  brow; 

2.  Thou  canst  fill  me,  gra-cious  Spir  -  it,  Tho'    I     can  -  not  tell  Thee  how, 

3.  I        am  weakness,  full  of  weak  -  ness.  At     Thy  sa  -  cred    feet    I    bow; 

4.  Cleanse  and  comfort, bless  and  save  me,  Bathe,  0  bathe  my  heart  and  brow; 


P^ 1 r'TX ■ — ^ 1 r  P^ 


Fill  me  with  Thy  hal-lowed  pres-ence.  Come,  0  come  and  fill 

But    I    need  Thee,  great-ly  need  Thee,  Come,  0  come  and  fill 

Blest,  di- vine,  e   -  ter  -  nal  Spir  -  it.  Fill  with  pow'r  and  fill 

Thou  art  com-fort  -  ing  and  sav  -  mg.  Thou  art  sweet-ly  fill 

■^       -^     ^=r        ^  ■         ^        ^        .(2.       ^ 


me  now. 
me  now. 
me  now. 
ing  now. 


I         I       I         I 
D.S.— Fill  me  with   Thy  kal-lowed  pres-ence,  Come,  0  come  and  fill 


Choeus. 


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Fill     me  now,       fill     me  now,       Je  -  sus  come    and    fill    me  now; 


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No.  164.  Harvest  Son§! 

WOR08  AND  HUeiO  COPYRIGHT,  1007,  BV  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Qabrlel. 


1.  Look,  the  har-vest  field   is    teem-ing  With  the  rich  and  rip-ened  grain; 

2.  In       the  mar-kets  and  the   by-ways,  Whil-ing  pre-cious  hours  a  -  way, 

3.  Hear    ye   not  the  faith-ful   sing-ing    Of    the   la-bor    and  the  yield? 

A A A A A 


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Wide  it  spreads  be -fore  us,  Bright  the  sky  is  o'er  us;  In  the 
Ma  -  ny  stand  com-plain-ing,  I  -  die  still  re-main-ing,  Loit'ring 
Kouse  ye,  then,  0  sleep-ers,        Join  the  hap-py  reap-ers;        To    the 


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Bun-Iight, gold-en  gleaming, Hea?-ing  like  the  rest-less  main,  "Reapers  are 
in  the  dust-y  highways,  Hear-ing  not  the  Mas-ter  say:  "Reapers  are 
yjind  your  sorrows  flinging,  Pa-tient  -  ly    the  sick  -  le     wield:   "Reapers  a: 


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need-ed,"  re-sounds  o'er  hill  and  plain. 

need-ed,    0     who  will  work  to-day?"  Rouse  ye  then  and  to  the  fields  a- 

need-ed,    A-wake,  and  to  the  fieldl  to  the 


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way,         Go,   la-borfor    the  Master  while  you  may,       Lo!  He  is  calling, 

field  a-vay,  Mas    -    ter       while  you  may, 


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night  is  fall-ing,  Hast-en  to    o  -  bey,  For  reap-ers  are  need-ed   to  -  day. 

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No.  165, 


Christ  Arose! 


R.  L 

Slow. 


CHPVRIGHT,   1902,   BY  MARY  RUNYON  LOWRY.    RENEWAL. 
USED  BY  PERMISSION, 


Robert  Lowry. 


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1.  Low  in  tbe  grave  He  lay,  Je-sus,  my  Sav  -  ior!  Wait-ing  the  com-ing  day, 

2.  Vainly  they  watch  His  bed,  Je-sus,  my  Sav  -  ior!  Vain-ly  they  seal  the  dead, 

3.  Death  cannot  keep  his  prey,  Je-sus,  my  Sav  -  ior!  He    tore  the  bars  a-way, 


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Je-sus, my  Lordl  Up  from  the  grave  He  a-rose;    With  a  mighty  triumph  o'er  His 

He   a-rose; 


foes;  He  a-rose  a  vic-tor  from  the  dark  do-main, And  He  lives  for-ev-er 

He  a-rose: 

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with  His  saints  to  reign; He  a-rose!        He  a  -  rose!       Hal-le-lu-jah!  Christ  a-rose  1 

He    a-rose.  He  a-rose; 


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No.  166. 


To  the  Work. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby, 


COPYRIGHT,  1890,  BY  W.  H.  OOANE. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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1.  To    the  work! 

to 

the  work!    we    aie    serv  -  ants   ot    God 

Let   OS 

2.  To    the  work! 

to 

the  work!    let     the     hun  -  gry  be    fed; 

To    the 

3.  To    the  work! 

to 

the  work!  there    is        la  -  bor    for    all; 

For  the 

4.  To    the  work! 

to 

the  work!     in    the  strength    of    the  Lord, 

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fol    -    low       the     path    that     our     Maa  -  ter      has  trod;    With     the 
fount  -  ain 
king  -  dom 
robe     and 


of  life  let  the 
of  dark  -  ness  and 
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wear  -  y  be  led;  In  the 
er  -  ror  shall  fall;  And  the 
la   -   bor     re  -  ward;  When    the 


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balm     of  His  coun  -  sal    our  strength  to    re  -  new,  Let     us    do     with  our 
cross  and  its   ban  -  ner  our    glo  -  ry    shall  be,  While  we    her  -  aid  the 
name    of     Je  -  ho  -  vah    ex  -  alt  -  ed     shall  be,    In     the  ioud-swell-ing 
home    of     the  faith  -  ful   our  dwell  -  ing  shall  be.   And   we  shout  with  the 


Chorus. 


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might  what  our  hands   find  to  do. 

ti  -  dings,  "Sal-va  -  tion  is  free!"  Toil-ing     on,  toil  -  ing 

cho  -  rus,  "Sal- va  -  tion  is  free!"  Toil-in?  on, 

ransomed,  "Sal  -  va  -  tion  is  free!" 


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on,  Toil-ing     on,  toil-ing    on;  Let     U8 

toil  -  inf  on.  Toil  •  ia^   on.  toil-ing:  on; 


No.  167. 


Faith  of  Our 


Frederick  W.  Faber. 


Fathers. 

Adapted  by  J.  0.  Walton. 


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1.  Faith  of  our     fa  -  there!  liv  -  ing  still 

2.  Our    fa-there,chained  in  pris  -  ons  dark, 

3.  Faith  of  our     fa  -  there!  we  will  love 


In  spite  of  dun-geon,  fire  and  sword; 
Were  still  in  heart  and  conscience  free; 
Both  friend  and  foe  in  all  our  strife; 


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O  how  our  hearts  beat  high  with  joy  When-e'er  we  hear  that  glo-rious  word: 
How  sweet  would  be  their  children's  fate.  If  they,  like  them,  could  die  for  thee! 
And  preach  thee,  too,  as  love  knows  how,  By  kind-ly  words  and  vir- tuous  life: 


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No.  168. 


White  Harvest  Fields. 


Eleanor  W.  Long. 


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COPYRIGHT,  1908,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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1.  The    fields  are  white  to     har-vest,  but  the   lab  -  or-ers  are  few, 

2.  The   fields  are  white   to     har-vest,  but  the   lab  -  or-ers  are  few, 

3.  The  fields  are  white  to     har-vest,   but  the   lab  ■  or-ers  are  few, 

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Do  not  i  -  die,  do  notloi-ter  by  -the  way;  Lo,  the  Mas-ter  calls  for 
See,  the  sun  is  in  the  zenith— haste  a- way!  There  are  sheaves  which  must  be 
Shadows  lengthen, soon  will  come  the  close  of  day;  If   the  Sav-ior's  blessing 


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reap-ers  and  the    Mas-ter  calls  for  you,  "Go  la-bor  in  my  har-vest 

garnered, there  is    work  for   all    to     do,      Go  -la-bor  in  the  har-vest 

you  would  win  when  tasks  and  toils  are   thro'    Go  la  -  bor  in  the  har-vest 

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field  to-day." 
field  to  -  day. 
field  to  -  day. 


To  the  har-vest  field  a 

bar     -     vest 

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field  a -way!  dan   -    ger 

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field   a- way,  To  the   har     -     vest-field,  to  the  harvest-field,  a  -  way  I 

field     a  -  way,  To  the  harvest-field.  a-way! 

No.  169.  Take  the  Name  of  Jesus  With  You. 

W.H.Doane. 


Mrs.  Lydia  Baxter,    copyright,  ibsq,  by  w.  h.  doane.    renewal. 


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1.  Take  the  name    of   Je  -  sus  with   you.  Child  of  sor  -  row  and  of     woe; 

2.  Take  the  name    of   Je  -  sus  ev  -  er     As       a  shield  from  ev-'ry  snare; 

3.  0       the   pre-cious  name  of  Je  -  sus!  How    it  thrills  our  souls  with  joy, 

4.  At     the  name   of   Je  -  sus  bow  -  ing,  Fall  -  ing  pros-trate  at  His    feet, 


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It      will   joy   and  comfort   give   you.   Take  it  then,wher-e'er  you  go. 
If     temp-ta-tions  round  you  gath  -  er.    Breathe  that  ho-ly  name  in  prayer. 
When  His  lov  -  ing  arms  re  -  ceive  us,    And  His  songs  our  tongues  em-ploy, 
King  of  kings  in  heav'n  we'll  cro\vn  Him, When  our  jour-ney  is    com-plete. 


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Pre-cious  name,  0  how  sweet!        Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heav'n; 

Pre-cioas  name,  0  how  sweet! 


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Pre-cious  name,  0  how     sweet! . .  Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heav'n. 

Pre-cious  name,  0  how  sweet,  bow  sweet! 


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No.  170.       What  Shall  the  Harvest  Be? 


COPYRIGHT,  1002,  BY  THE  JOHN  CHURCH  CO. 

Mrs.  Emily  5.  Oakley.  used  by  permission. 


P.  P.  Bliss. 


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1.  Sowing  the  seed  by  the  day-light  fair,  Sow-ing  the  seed  by  the  noon-day  glare, 

2.  Sowing  the  seed  by  the  way-side  high,  fejw-ing  the  seed  on  the  rocks  to  die, 

3.  Sowing  the  seed  of  a    ling'ring  pain,  Sow-ing  the  seed  of      a  maddened  brain, 

4.  Sowing  the  seed  with  an  aching  heart,  Sow-ing  the  seed  while  the  tear-drops  start, 


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Sow-ing  the  seed  by   the   fad  -  ing  light,    Sow-ing  the  seed  in  the  sol-emn  night; 

Sow-ing  the  seed  where  the  thorns  will  spoil,  Sow-ing  the  seed  in  the  fer  -  tile  soil 

Sow-ing  the  seed  of      a   tarnished  name,  Sow-ing  the  seed  of  e  -  ter-nal  shame; 

Sow-ing  in  hope  till   the  reap-ers  come    Glad-ly  to  gath-er  the  harvest  home; 


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Oh,  what  shall  the  har-vest  be?. . . . 


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Oh,  what  shall  the  har-vest   be?. . 


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Chorus. 


Sown in  the    dark     -     ness  or  sown in  the   light,   

Sown  ia  the  darkness  or  sown  in  the  light,  Sown  in   the  dark-ness  or  sown  in   the   light. 


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What  Shall  the  Harvest  Be? 


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Sown in  our  weak  -  ness  or  sown in  our  might,  Gath  -  ered  in 

Sown  in  our  weakness  or  sown  in  our  might.Sown  in  our  weakness  or  sown  in  our  might, Gathered     in 


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time    or  e  -  ter  -   ni  -  ty,     Sure,      ah,  sure  will  the  bar   -    vest  be ... . 

lime    or      e  •  ter  -111     -     ty.         Sure,  ah,  sure  will  the       har    •    Test,  har-vest  be. 


No.  171. 


R.  E.  Hudson. 


ril  Live  For  111m. 

COPYRIGHT,  1883,   B''  R.  E.  HUDSON. 
USED   BY  PER. 


C.  R.  Dunbar. 


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r  r  IT  *       " 

1.  My  life,   my  love    I     give  to  Thee, Thou  Lamb  of  God,  who  died  for  me; 

2.  I      now    be-Iieve  Thou  dost  re-ceive,  For  Thou  hast  died  that    Imightlive, 

3.  0    Thou  who  died   on    Cal-va-ry      To  save  my  soul    and  make  me  free; 


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Ceo.— I'll  live  for  Him  who  died  for  me,    How   hap-py  then    my  life  shall  be! 


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Oh,  may       I    ev   -   er  faith  -  ful   be.  My  Sav-ior  and 

And  now  hence-forth  I'll  trust     in  Thee,  My  Sav-ior  and 

I'll    con  -  &e-crate    my  life      to  Thee,  My  Sav-ior  and 


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I'll    live     for  Him   who  died     for   me,     My 


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my  God! 


No.  172.     Master,  the  Tempest  is  Raging. 


USED  BY  PER.  OF  H.  R.  PALMER,  OWNER  OF  COPYRIGHT. 


H.  R.  Palmer. 


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1.  Mas-ter,  the  tem-pest     is     rag  -  ing!  The    bil-lows  are   toss  -  ing    high! 

2.  Mas-ter,  with  an-guish  of    spir  -    it      I    bow    in    my  grief     to  -  day; 

3.  Mas-ter,  the  ter-ror   is      o  -  ver,  The    el  -  e-raents  sweet -ly    rest; 

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The  sky  is  o'er-shadowed  with  black-ness,  No  shel-ter  or  help  is  nigh; 
The  depths  of  my  sad  heart  are  troub-led— Oh,  wak  -  en  and  save,  I  pray! 
Earth's  sun  in  the  calm  lake  is    mir-rored.  And  heav-en's  with-in     my  breast; 


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Car  -  est  Thou  not  that  we  per  -  ish?  How  canst  Thou  lie  a  -  sleep, 
Tor-rents  of  sin  and  of  an  -  guish  Sweep  o'er  my  sink  -  ing  soul; 
Lin  -  ger,  0     bless-ed     Re  -  deem  -  er!     Leave  me     a  -  lone     no       more; 


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When  each  moment  so  mad-ly  is  threat'ning  A  grave  ui  the  an  -  gry  deep? 
And  I  per-ish!  1  pcr-ish!  dear  Mas  -  ter— Oh,  hasten,  and  take  con  -  trol. 
And  with  joy    I  shall  make  the  best  har-bor,     And  rest  on  the  bliss-  ful   shore. 


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Peace, . . 

Peace,  be  still! 

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still!.... 

peace,  be    still! 


Master,  the  Tempest  is  Racing. 

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Wheth-er   the  wrath  of     the  storm-tossed  sea,  Or     de-mons  or  men,  or  what- 


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No.  173.         A  Sinner,  Saved  by  Grace. 


Matcifie  B.  Gregory. 


COPYRIGHT,  1807,  BY  WM.  J.  KIRKPATRICK. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


P3E|^^feaiap;=f^SE 


1.  Weak  and  un-wor-thy  tho'  I     be,      Yet  Christ  the  Sav-ior  died  for    me; 

2.  Wear  -  y    of  sin,  to  Him  I    came,  And  asked  for  par-don  in  His  i:ame; 

3.  Tho' fierce  temptations  press  me  sore,  I'll  leave  my  Sav-ior  nev-er-more; 


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And  I  shall  see  His  bless-ed  face,  For  I'm  a  sin-ner  saved  by  grace. 
He  heard,  and  now  in  His  em  -  brace  I  live,  a  sin-ner  saved  by  grace. 
In  heav'n  He  has  pre-pared  a    place  For  me,    a    sm-ner  saved  by  grace. 


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In     glo  -  ry     I    shall     see  His  face,  His     bless-ed    face 


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bless-ed  face,         His       bless-ed  face;  In  glo     -     -     -    ry  I     shall 

see  His  bless-ed  face,  I    sball  see  His  bless-ed  face;    In  glo  •  ry  I  shall  see         His 

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*ll4a  the  small  notes  after  last  verse,  or  when  preferred. 


No.  174, 


Rev.  C.  McKibbin. 


Thy  Kingdom  Come! 


COPYRIGHT,  1909,  BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 


Chas.  H.  aabrlel. 


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1.  Thy  kingdom  come  land  shall  not  each  one  sing  it,  On  land  and8ea,wher-e'erHi8 

2.  Thy  kingdom  cornel  0  haste  to  tell  the  message, The  world  is  dy-ing  for  the 

3.  Thy  kingdom  comelHe  waits  to  bless  the  nations,'Tis  ours  to  bring  them  quickly 


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banner  goes?Thy  kingdom  coraelshall  we  not  strive  to  bring  it, The  grace  that 
word  of  God; Send  out  the  light, that  Christ  may  see  the  fruitage, The  world  re- 
to  His  feet,  Make  this  the  time  to  trample  sin's  foundations,  And  lead  the 


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saves  the  world  from  human  woes? 

deemed  that  His  own  feet  have  trod.  Thy  kingdom  come ! the  glo-rious  tri-umph 

err   -  mg  to  the  mer  -  cy  seat. 


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ha8t-en,When  peoples  all  shall  crown  Him  King  of  kings; Saints  shall  re- 

Bhall  crown  Him  King  of  kings, 


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joice,  and  angels  stop  to  listen,  While  earth  His  ev-er-last-mg  glo-ry  sings. 
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No.  175.  The  Whole  Wide  World  for  Jesus. 


COPYRIGHT,   1908,  BY  WILL  L.  THOMPSON, 
EAST  LIVERPOOL,  OHIO. 


Will  L.  Thompson. 


1.  The  whole  wide  world  for 

2.  The  whole  wide  world  for 

3.  The  whole  wide  world  for 


Je  -  bus!  Once  more,  be  -  fore  we  part, 
Je  -  susl  From  out  the  Gold-en  Gate, 
Je  -  bus!    Its   hearts,  and  homes,  and  thrones; 


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Ring   out   the   joy  -  ful  watch-word  From    ev  -  'ry  grate-ful    heart;    The 
Thro'  all    the  South  Sea     Is  -  lands,  To     Chi-na's  prince-ly     state;    From 
Ring     out     a  -  gain  the    watch-word    In     loud  and  joy  -  ous  tones:    The 


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whole  wide  world  for  Je-susI     Be 
In-dia's  vales  and  mountains.  Thro' 
whole  wide  world  for  Je-susI    With 


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Per-sia's  land  of        bloom,..     To 
prayer  the  song  we'll    wing, And 


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The  whole  wide  world  for  Je  •  bus! 
From  In  -  dia's  vales  and  moant-ains, 
The  whole  wide  world     for     Je   •   bus! 


Be  this  oar  bat  -  tie 
Thro'  Per  -  sia's  land  of 
With  prayer  the  song  we'll 


Chorus. 


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Cru  -  ci-fied  shall  con-quer.  And  vie 
sto-ried  Pal-es  -  ti  -  na,  And  Af- 
speed  the  prayer  with  labor,  Till  earth 

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No.  176. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Just  a  Word  for  Jesus. 

COPYRIGHT,  1903,  BY  W.   H.    DOANE.  RENEWAU 
USED  BY  PERMISSION. 
J. 


W.  ri.  Doane. 


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7 

1.  Now  just  a  word  for  Je  -  sus, Your  dearest  Friend  so  true;  Come, cheer  our 

2.  Now  jdst  a  word  for  Je  -  sus;  You  feel  your  sins  for-giv'n.  And  by  His 

3.  Now  just  a  word  for  Je  -  sus;  A      cross  it  can  -  not    be    To    say,  "I 

4.  Now  just  a  word  for  Je  -  sus;   Let  not  the  time  be  lost;  The  heart's  neg- 

5.  Now  just  a  word  for  Je  -  sus;   And    if  your  faith  be  dim,  A  -  rise  in 


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hearts  and  tell  us  What  He  has  done  for   you. 

grace  are  striv-ing  To  reach  a  home  in    heav'n. 

love  my  Sav  -ior  Who  gave  His  life  for  me."  Now  just  a  word  for  Je-8U8— 

lect  -  ed  du  -  ty  Brings  sor-row  to    its   cost. 

all  your  weakness  And  leave  the  rest  to    Hira. 


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'Twill  help  us  on  our  way;    One  lit-tle  word  for  Jesus,  0  speak, or  8ing,or  pray. 


No.  177. 


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Edgar  Page. 


Beulah  Land. 


BY  PERMISSION  OF  MRS.  JNO.  R.  6WENEY. 


Jiio.  R.  Sweney. 


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1.  I've  reached  the  land  of  corn  and  wine,  And    all     its  rich-es    free-ly  mine; 

2.  My    Savior  comes  and  walks  with  me,  And  sweet  communion  here  have  we; 

3.  A     sweet  per-fume  up  -  on    the  breeze  Is    borne  from  ev-  er  -  ver  -  nal  trees, 

4.  The  zeph-yrsseem  to  float  to  me  Sweet  sounds  of  heav-en'smel-o-dy, 
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Here  shines  undimmed  one  blissful  day,  For  all  my  night  has  passed  a  -  way. 
He  gen  -  tly  leads  me  by  His  hand.  For  this  is  heav-en's  bor  -  der-land. 
And  flow 'rs, that  nev-er  -  fad-ing  grow  Where  streams  of  life  for-ev  -  er  flow. 
As  an-gels  with  the  white-robed  throng  Join    in  the  sweet  re-demp-tiou  song. 

...  A-  -#-  -c-   *-  Al,^-_j^-_t_fs.^t- 


0   Beu  -  lah  Land,sweet  Beu-lah  Land,  As    on   thy  high-est  mount  I  stand, 


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I    look     a -way   a -cross  the  sea,  Where  mansions  are  pre-pared  for  me, 


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And  view  the  shin-ing    glo  -  ry-shore,  My  heav'n,  my  home  for  -  ev  -  er-morel 


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No.  178. 

El  Nathan. 


Why  Not  Now? 

COPYRIGHT,  leel,  BY  C.  C.  CASE. 
USED  Bf  PER. 


C.  C.  Case. 


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1.  While  we  pray  and  while  we  plead,    While  you  see  your  soul's  deep  need, 

2.  You  have  wandered  far    a  -  way;     Do      not  risk   an  -  oth  -  er    day; 

3.  In    the  world  you've  failed  to  find      Aught  of  peace  for  troub  -  led  ramd; 

4.  Come  to  Christ,  con -fes-sion  make;  Come  to  Christ,  and  par  -  don  take; 


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While  our  Fa -ther  calls  you  home,  Will    you  not,   my- brother,  come? 

Do       not  turn  from  God  your  face.  But     to  -  day  ac  -  cept  His  grace. 

Come  to  Christ,  on  Him  be  -  lieve,  Peace  and  joy  you  shall  re  -  ceive. 

Trust  in   Him  from  day  to    day,  He     will  keep  you  all   the    way. 


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Why  not  now?  .  .  .  why  not  now?  .  .  Why  not  come'to  Je  -  sus     now? 

Why  not  now?  why  not  now? 


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Why  not  now?  .  .    why  not  now?  .  .  Why  not  come  to  Je  -  sus  now? 

Why  not  now?  why  not  now? 


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No.  179. 
c.H.  a 


Sunshine  and  Rain. 

WORDS  AND  MUSIC  COPYRIGHT,  1S02,     BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER.. 


Chas.  H.  Qabrlel. 


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1.  Had  we  on  -  ly  sun-shine  all  the  year  a-round,  With-out  the  bless-ing 

2.  Had  we  not    a  sor  -  row  or    a  cross  to  bear,  For  Him  who  bore  the 

3.  Can    we  prize  the  sun-shine  and  de-plore  the  rain,  Re  -  pin  -  ing  when  the 


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of       re-fresh-ing   rain, 

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bur  -  den  of  onr    sin, 
days  are  dark  and  drear? 


Would  we  scat-ter  seed  up  -  on  the 
Would  we  know  the  sweet-ness  of  His 


Can  we  hope  for  pleasures, yet  de- 

Wonld  we    scat     -     ter     seed 


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love  and  care.      Or    e    -    ven  strive 
ny      the  pain,    Or    share  the    jqjs 


er  flow  -  ers,  fruit  and   grain? 
I  -  ter  -  nal  joys     to     win? 
of  life     with  -  out    the    tear? 


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Sun-shine  and  rain,  to  nour-ish    the 

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.  viv  -  ing  rain.    Light  of  faith   and 
grow-ing  grain    Send  us  Lord,  the 


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No.  180. 


We  Have  an  Anchor. 


COPYRIGHT,  1882  AND  1910,  BY  WM.  J.  KIRKPATRICK. 

Prlscilla  J.  Owens.  used  by  permission.  Wm.  J.  Klrkpatrick. 


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1.  Will    your  an  -  chor  hold     in     the  storms  of     Hfe,  When 

2.  It  is   safe-ly  moored, 'twill  the  storms  with-stand,  For 

3.  It         will  firm  -  ly   hold     in     the  straits  of     fear,  When 

4.  It         will  sure  -  ly   hold     in     the  floods  of  death,  When 

5.  When  our  eyes     be  -  hold  thro'  the  gath-'ring  night  The 

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the  break-ers 
the  wa-ters 
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fold     theur   wings  of   strife?  When  the  strong  tides  lift,  and  the  ca  -  bies  strain, 
cured  by  the  Sav-ior's  hand;  And  the    ca-bles,  passed  from  His  heart  to  mine, 
have  told  the  reef   is     near,  Tho'  the  tempest  rave  and  the  wild  winds  blow, 
cold  chill  our    latest  breath,  On     the    ris  -  ing  tide  it     can  nev  -  er     fail, 
gold,  our       har-bor  bright,  We  shall  an  -  chor  fast  by   the  heav'n-ly  shore. 


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Will  your  an  -  chor   drift,  or        firm    re  -  main? 
Can     de  -  fy   the  blast,  thro'  strength  di  -  vine. 
Not   an   an  -  gry  wave  shall  our  bark  o'er-flow. 
While  our  hopes  a  -  bide   with   -   in     the    veil. 
With  the  storms  all  past  for    -    ev  -  er  -  more. 


We  have  an    an-chur  that 


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No.  181. 


Sunshine  in  the  i^oul. 


e.  e.  Hewitt. 


COPYRIGHT,  t887,  BY  JNO.  R.  6WENEY. 
U6E0   BY  PEM 


Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


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1.  There's  sun  -  shine  in  my  soul  to-day,  More  glo  -  ri  -  ous  and  bright 

2.  There's  mu-sic    in  my  soul  to-  day,  A     car  -  ol     to     my  King, 

3.  There's  springtime  in  my  soul  to-  day,  For  when  the  Lord  is    near 

4.  There's  glad  -  ness  in  my  soul  to-day,  And  hope,  and  praise,  and  love, 


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Than  glows  in    an  -  y    earth-ly  sky.     For  Je    -    sus  is    my  light. 

And  Je  -  sus,  list  -  en  -  ing  can   hear    The  songs     I   can  -  not  sing. 

The  dove    of  peace  sings  in  my  heart,  The  flow'rs  of  grace  ap  -  pear. 

For  bless-ings  which  He  gives  me  now,    For  joys     laid  up    a  -  bove. 


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0      there's  son         -         -        shine,   bless -ed     sun     -       -      shine, 

0         there's      sun  -  shine    in         the  soul,       bless  •  ed       sun  -  shine  in     the  soul. 


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hap    •    py    mo  •  ments  roll; 


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When  Je-su8  shows  His  smil  -  ing  face  There  is  sun-shine  in    the  soul. 

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No.  182.  I'll  Go  Where  You  Want  Me  to  Go. 


Mary  Brown.         copyright,  18»4,  by  c.  e.  rounsefell.  used  by  per.     Carrie  E.  Rounsefell. 

4 — ^ 


1.  It    may   not  be     on  the  mountain's  height,  Or  o-  ver  the  storm-y  sea; 

2.  Per  -  haps  to  -  day  there  are  lov-ing  words  Which  Je-sus  would  have  me  speak; 

3.  There's  sure-lj  somewhere  a   low  -  ly  place    In  earth's  harvest-fields  so  wide, 


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It     may  not  be    at  the   bat  -  tie's  front  My   Lord  will  have  need  of  me; 
There  may  be  now,  in  the  paths    of  sin,  Somewand'rerwhom  I  should  seek. 
Where  I  may  la  -bor  thro' life's  short  day  For    Je  -  sus,  the  Cm  -  ci-fied. 


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But  if  by  a  still,  small  voice  He  calls  To  paths  I  do  not  know, 
0  Sav-  ior,  if  Thou  wilt  be  my  Guide,  Tho'  dark  the  rug  -  ged  way, 
So,    trust-ing  my  all      un  -  to     Thy  care,    I     know  Thou  lov  -  est  mel 


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I'll  answer, dear  Lord, with  my  hand  in  Thine,  I'll  go  where  you  want  me  to  go. 
My    voice    shall  ech  -  o  the  message  sweet,  I  '11  say  what  you  want  me  to  say. 
I'll     do        Thy  will  with  a  heart  sin-cere,  I'll  be  what  you  want  me  to  be. 


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V.S—rU tay  tohat  you  loant  meto  say,  dear  Lord^  I'll  be  what  you  want  me  to  be. 
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I'll  go  wbere  yoa  waot  me  to   go,  dear  Lord,  O'er  moontain,  or  plain,  or  sea; 


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No.  183. 

P.  P.  Bliss. 


My  Redeemer. 

COPrRIGHT   1908  BV  MRS.  AOOIE   McGRANAHAN, RENEWAL 
CHARLES    M.    ALEXANOEK.    OWNER 


SiE^:-a=_3EEs 


Jas  McQranahan. 


I 

1.  1    will  sing    of    my  Re-deem  -  er  And  His  won-drous  love  to  me; 

2.  I    will    tell    the  wondrous  sto-ry,   How  my    lost      es  -  tate  to  save, 

3.  I    will  praise  my  dear  Re-deem-er,  His   tri  -  umph-ant  pow'r  I'll  tell, 

4.  I    will  sing    of    my  Re-deem-er,   And  His    heav'n-ly  love  to    me; 
I      h      I        I        I      h 


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On  the  cm  -  el  cross  He  suf-fered,  From  the  curse     to  set  me   free. 

In  His  boundless  love  and  mer-cy,    He    the  ran  -  sora  free  -  ly  gave. 

How  the  vic-to  -  ry  He    giv  -  eth     0  -  ver  sin,    and  death,  and  hell. 

He  from  death  to  life  hath  bro't  me  Son,  of  God,    witn  Him  to    be. 


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Sing,  oh!  sing of  my  Ke  -  deem  -  er,  With  His 

Sing,  oh!  sing:  of  my    Re-deem-er,  Sing,  ob!  sing    of   my     Be-deem>er,      ^ 


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blood He  pur-chased  me; On  the  cross He 

He  purchased  me,        With  His  blood  He  purchased  me;  fle  sealed  my  pardoa 


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sealed  my  par  -  don.  Paid  the  debt and  made  me  free 

On  the  cross  He  sealed  my  pardon,  and  made  me  free.  and  made  me  free. 


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No.  184. 


Make  Me  a  Blessing  To-day. 


Ida  Scott  Taylor. 


COPYRIGHT,   1880.  BY  W.  H.  DOANE. 


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M=n 


1.  0     soft  -  ly  the  Spir  -  it     is   whisp'ring  to  me,  With    ten  -  der  com- 

2.  Some  heart  may  be  long-ing  for    on  -  ly     a  word,  Whose  love  by    the 

3.  Some  soul  may  be  plunged  in  the  dark-est   de  -  spair, Whose  shadows  would 

4.  Come,  all  ye  that  la  -  bor,    ye  wear  -  y  and  worn,  Come,   ye     who  in 


pas-sion,  with  pit  -  y  -  ing  plea;  I    hear   His     be  -  seech  -  ing,  and 

Spir  -  it    is  quick-ened  and  stirred;  Now  grant,  bless-ed  Sav  -  ior,  this 

melt  in  the  sun  -  light    of  pray'r;  0  give    me,  dear    Sav  -  ior,  I 

sor  -  row  or  sin  -  f ul  -  ness  mourn;  With  me  this    pe    -  ti  -  tion  to 


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ear  -  nest  -  ly  pray  That  Je  -  sus  will  make  me  a  bless  -  ing  to  -  day. 
serv  -  ice  to  me,  Of  speak-ing  a  com  -  fort  -  ing  mes-sage  for  Thee, 
hum  -  bly  im-plore,  The  sweet  con  -  so  -  la  -  tion  that  soul  to  re-  store. 
Je  -  sus  con  -  vey:    0  make  me    a  bless  -  ing,  dear  Sav  -  ior,  to  -  day. 


Lord,  make me  a  bless-ing  to-day,  A  bless-ing  to  some  one,  I  pray; 

Lord,  make  me  a  blessing,  I  pray: 


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In  all  that  I  do,   in  all  that    I  say,    0  make  me  a  bless-ing  to  -  day. 


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Ccmperance  Son$5» 


No.  185. 


Somebody  Must. 


Je58le  Brown  Pounds,    copyright,  1902  and  i»io,  by  henry  date. 


J.  S.  Perrit. 


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1.  Some  one  must  strug-gle  that  oth-ers  may  win;  Some  one  the  world's  bet-ter 

2.  Some  one  must  car  -  ry  the  weak-er  one's  load;  Some  one  must  blaze  thro'  the 

3.  Some  one  must  stand  in  the  thick  of  the  fight;  Someonemust  strike  for  the 


day  must  bring  in;  Some  one  the  work  that  is  hard -est  must  do  — 
for  -  est  a  road;  Some  one  must  lead  o'er  the  path  that  is  new- 
truth  and  the  right;     Some  one  must    die   for    the  pure  and  the   true— 


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Some-bod-y  must,  shall  it  be  you?     Some-bod-y  must!  Some-bod-y  must! 


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ty,     in  God  be  your  trust;    Some-bod  •  y  must! 


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Some-bod-y    must!  Live  like    a    he-ro,     for    some-bod-y    must 


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No.  186. 


Touch  Not,  Taste  Not. 


Dwight  Williams. 


UtEO  BY  PERMISaiON. 


"Maryland. 


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1.  There's  dan-ger  in  the    flow  -  ing  bowl!  Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  n(»t! 
2. "Strong  drink  is  rag-ing,"  God  hath  said:  Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  not! 

3.  Come,   let  us  join  each  heart  and  hand.  Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  not! 

4.  Oh,      hast-en,  then,  the    hap  -  py  time!  Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dlo  notl 


'Twill  ru  -  in  bod  -  y,  ru  -  in  soul!  Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  not! 
And  thousands  it  hath  cap  -  tive  led!  Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  not! 
To  drive  the  traf  -  fie  from  the  land;  Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  not! 
When    joy  -  ful  bells  the  notes  will  chime;  Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  not! 


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'Twill  rob  the  pock  -  et    of    its  cash;  'Twill  scourge  thee  with  cru  -  el  lash; 
It  leads  the  young,and  strong,  and  brave; It  leads  them  to  a  drunkards  grave; 
We  need  the  strong-est,  brav-est  hearts  To  foil    the  cru  -  el  tempter's  arts, 
Then  raise  the  temp'rance  flag  on  high.  And  lift  your  voic  -  es  to    the  sky — 
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And  all   the  hopes  of    pleasure  dash,— Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  not! 

It  leads  them  where  no  arm  can  save— Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  not! 

And  heal  his  fearful  wounds  and  smarts— Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  not! 

Sing,  glo  -  ry  be     to    God   on  high— Touch  not,  taste  not,  han-dle  notl 


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Qeorge  O.  Webster.        copyright,  1906,  by  the  fillmore  bros.  co. 


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1.  Thro'  the  land    a    call  is    sound-ing,  And    it  comes  to  age  and  youth; 

2.  See     the  might-y  hosts  of     e    -    vil  Spreading  death  thro'-out  the  land, 

3.  Lo,     a    tri  -  umph  day  is    com-ing,  When   our  arms  shall  be  laid  do^vn; 

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Who  is  there  will  an  -  swer  quick  -  ly,  And  the  hosts  of  sin  with-stand; 
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To  the  stand-ard  of  our  Cap-tain,  Lo,  there  comes  a  faith-ful  few; 
Do  not  fear  to  join  our  standard.  For  our  ranks  are  tried  and  true, 
Would  you  stand  a  -  mong    the    vic-tors.  With  the  band  of  faith-ful  few; 


Chorus. 


But  the  vic-to-ry,  my  brother,  May  de-pend  on  you. 
And  the  vic-to-ry,  my  brother.  May  de-pend  on  you.  The  vict'ry  may  de- 
Then  the  vic-to-ry,  my  brother.  Must  de-pend  on  you. 

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Mrs.  Ellen  H.  Gates, 

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Prodigal  Child. 

BY  PER.  OF  W.  H.  DOANE,  OWNER  OF  COPYRIGHT. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


1.  Come  home  I  come  home  I  You  are  wear-y  at  heart,  For  the  way  has  been 

2.  Come  home!  come  home  I  For  we  watch  and  we  wait,  And  we  stand  at  the 

3.  Come  home  I  come  home!  From  the  sorrow  and  blame,  From  the  the  sin  and  the 

4.  Come  home!  come  home!  There  is  bread  and  to  spare,  And  a  warm  welcome 


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0  prod  -  i-gal  child!  Come 

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No.  189. 


Nellie  Talbot. 


I II  Be  a  Sunbeam. 

To  my  grandson,  Edwin  0.  Excell,  Jr. 

COPYRIGHT,  1900,  BYE    O.  EXCELL* 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 

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E.O.  Excell. 


1.  Je  -  sus  wants  me  for  a  sun  -  beam,  To  shine  for  Him  each   day; 

2.  Je  -  sus  wants  me  to  be  lov   -  ing,   And  kind  to    ail      I      see; 

3.  I       will  ask  Je  -  sus  to  help       me    To    keep  my  heart  from  sin; 

4.  I'll   be    a  sun-beam  for  Je    -   sus;  I       can  if       I     but    try; 


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In     ev  -  'ry  way  try    to  please  Him,  At  home,  at  school,  at 

Show-ing  how  pleas-ant  and  hap  -  py  His  lit  -  tie    one  can 

Ev  -  er  re  -  fleet- ing  !His  good- ness.  And  al  -  ways  shme  for 

Serv-ing  Him  mo-ment  by  mo  -  ment.  Then  hve  with  Him  on 


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sun-beam,   a     sun-beam. 


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No.  190. 

EbcaE.Rezford. 


Little  Sunbeams, 

COPYRIGHT,  1902,  BV  E.  O    EXCEU. 
W0R08  ANO  MUSIC. 


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1.  I      think  God  gives  the    chil-dren,      As   thro*  the   land  they  go, 

2.  The  clouds  may  hide  the    sun -shine      Of  heav-eu    from  our  sight, 

3.  Then  let   us   live    our    mis  -  sion      Of  sun  -  beams  d;'y  by  day. 


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And   life    have  much  -  f  sor  -  row  To     mar  the  heart's  de  -  light; 

And   scat  -  ter  joy  and  bright  -  ness  A  -  bout  us    all     the    way; 

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He  wants  us     to     be    sun -beams      Of    love,  and  hope,  and  cheer, 
But     if    like    faith-ful   sun -beams,    We    chil-dren  do    our  part. 
Let's  chase  a  -  way  life's  shad  o^  :      With  lov  -  ing  tho't  and  deed. 


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To    bright  -  en  up    the     shad  -  ows  That    oft  -  en  gath  -  er   here. 

We'll  bring  a    ray  of     bright  -  ness  To        ev  -  'ry  shadowed  heart. 

And    be    the    sun  -  shine-mak  -  ers  Of      which  the  world  has  need. 

DJS.-In      all    life't  thad  -y      pla   -  ee$  We     shine   as  best     we    can. 


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No.  191, 


NealA.McAuley. 


The  Children's  Hosanna. 

COPYRIGHT,  1902,     BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


J.  5.  Pearis. 


I  dreamed  one  night,  not  long  a-go,  Of  mansions  in  the  8kies,Where 
And,  as  I  mused,  I  heard  a  voice.  In  sweet-er  tones  than  all,  Di 
And  when  from  slumber  I     a  -  rose,  To  serve  my  Lord  and  King,    I 


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dai   -  ly  grace  Their  precious  souls  to  cheer.  Till  they  could  sing  like  yonder  choir 


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Ho  -  san-nal  bright  and  clear. 


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Our  songs  of  love  we  bring,   Ho-san-na!  Ho-san-na!  to  Christ,the  children's  King. 

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No.  192. 


Alezcenah  Thomas. 


Brin§  Them  In. 

COPRIQHT,   1886,   BY  W.  A.  OGDEN. 
USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


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1.  Hark! 'tis  the  Shepherd's  voice  I  hear    Out  in  the  des-ert  dark  and  drear, 

2.  Who'll  go  and  help  this  Shepherd  kind,   Help  Hun  the  wand'ring  ones  to  find? 

3.  Out      in  the  des  -  ert  hear  theu:  cry,  Out  on  the  mountams  wild  and  high; 


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Call  -  ing  the  sheep  who've  gone  astray  Far  from  the  Shepherd's  fold  a- way. 
Who'll  bring  the  lost  ones  to  the  fold,  Where  they'll  be  sheltered  from  the  cold? 
Hark!  'tis  the  Master  speaks  to  thee,  **Go  find  my  sheep  wher-e'er  they  be." 


bring  them  m. 


Bring  them  in  from  the  fields  of   sin; 

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No.  193. 


Jesus  Bids  lis  Shine. 


COPRiaHT,  ISM,  By  e.  o.  exceu. 


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1.  Je  -  BUS  bids  us  shine,  With   a    clear,  pure  light,      Like     a      lit  •  tie 

2.  Je  -  sus   bids  us  shine,  First  of      all    for     Him;     Well    He  sees  and 

3.  Je  -  sus   bids  us  shine.  Then  for     all     a  -  round,    Ma  -  ny   kinds  of 

4.  Je  -  BUS    bids  us  shine,  As     we  work  for    Him,      Bring  -  ing  those  that 

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knows  it     If       our  light  is      dim;  He  looks  down  from  heav- en, 

dark-ness    In      this  world  a  -  bound.  Sin  and  want   and  sor  -  row; 

wan  -  der  From  the  paths  of       sin;  He  will    ey   -  er     help   us, 

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Jesus  Loves  Me. 

(The  faTorite  Hymn  of  Chin*) 


Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 


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2.  Je  -  SUS  loves  mel  He  who  died,    Heaven's  gate  to    o   -  pen  wide; He  wiU 

3.  Je  -  SUS  loves  mel  loves  me  still,  Tho'  I'm  ver  -  y  weak  and  ill;  From  Hii 

4.  Je  -  sus  loves  mel  lie  will  stay    Close  be  -  side  me  all  the   way;    If    I 


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ones  to  Hun  be-long,  They  are  weak  but  He  is  strong. 

wash  a  -  way  my  sin,   Let    His   lit  -  tie  child  come  in.   Yes,  Je-sus  loves  me, 

■hining  throne  on  high.  Comes  to  watch  me  where  I  lie. 

love  Him  when  I    die,     He  will  take  me  home  on  high.  .^  .^  .^. 

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Growing  Up  For  Jesus. 

COPYRIGHT,  1906,  BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  I^XCELLi  OWNER. 


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2.  Keep  us  free,  dear  Je  -  sus,  From  sin's  hurt-ful  weeds;  Prune  us,  Lord, and 

3.  Gen  -  tie,  kind,  and  lov  -  ing,  Sav  -  ior,  may  we    be;      Thou  a-lone  canst 


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tend  -  ed         By     His    lov  -  ing       care. 

train  ns,        Care    for      all     our      needsl    Ten  -  der  lit  -  tie  branch-es, 

help    us       Bear  "much  fruit"  for      Thee. 


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No.  196. 


C.  E.  P. 


Praise  the  Lord. 

(For  little  children.) 

USED  BY  PtR.  OF  DAVID  C.  COOK  PUB.  CO. 


Chas.  Edw.  Pollock. 


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1.  Lit  -  tie    chil-dren,  praise   the    Lord,  Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord, 

2.  Praise  Him  for  His   bless  -  ed    Word,  Bless  -  ed  Word,    bless-ed  Word, 

3.  Praise  Him  for  the    Sab -bath     day.  Sab  -  bath  day,      Sab-bath  day, 

4.  Praise  Him  for  the    Sun  -  day-school.  Sun-day-school,     Sun-day-school, 

5.  Praise  Him  for  your  teach -ers     dear,  Teach  -  ers  dear,  teach-ers  dear. 


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Little  Ones  Lilie  Me. 


Qeo.  B.  Holsln^er. 


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1.  Je  -  BUS,  when  he  left  the  sky,  And  for  sinners  came  to  die.  In    His  mer-cy 

2.  Mothers  then  the  Savior  sought,  In  the  places  where  He  taught,  Un  -  to  Him  their 

3.  Did   the  Savior  say  them  nay?  No,  he  kindly  bade  them  stay;  Suffered  none  to 

4.  Children  then  should  love  Him  now,  Strive  His  hely  will  to  do.  Pray  to  Him,  and 
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chil  -  dren  bro't,  Lit-tle  ones  like  me. .  Little  ones  like  me,  Little  ones  like  me; 

turn       a  -  way,  Lit-tle  ones  like  me. 

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No.  198.       Onward,  Christian  Soldiers, 


SaMneQouId. 


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1.  Onward,  Christian  sol  -  diersi  Marching  as  to  war,  With  the  cross  of  Je  -  sub  Go  -  ing  on  be  -  fore; 

2.  At  the  sign  of  tri  -  umph,  Satan's  host  doth  flee;  On,  then,  Christian  soldiers,  On  to  vie  -  to  »  ryl 

3.  Like  a  might-y  ar-my  Moves  the  Church  of  God;  Brothers  we  are  treading  Where  the  saints  have  trod; 

4.  Onward,  then,  ye  peo  -  pie,  Join  our  hap-py  throng.  Blend  with  ours  your  voices  In  the  triumph  song; 


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Christ  the  roy-al  Mas  -  ter,  Leads  against  the  foe;  For-wyd  in  -  to  bat  -  tie,   See  His  ban-ner  go! 
Hell's  foua-da-tions  quiv  -  er  At  the  shout  of  praise,  Brothers,  lift  your  voic-es.  Loud  your  anthems  raiei 
We  are  not  di  -  vid  •  ed;  All  one  bod  •  y     we,  One  in  hope  and  doc  -  trine,  One  in  char  -  i  -  ty. 
Glo  -  ry,  laud  and  hon  -  or  Un  -  to  Christ,  the  King,  This  thro'  countless  a  •  ges  Men  and  angels  sing. 

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Onward,  Christian  sol  -  diersi  Marching  as  to  war, 

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No.   199. 

Reginald  Heber. 


Holy,  tloly,  Holy, 


John  B.  Dykes. 


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2.  Ho-ly,  ho-ly,  ho 

3.  Ho-ly,  ho-ly,  ho 

4.  Ho-ly,  ho-ly,  ho 


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ly,  all  the  saints  adore  Thee, Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around  the. glassy  sea; 
ly,   tho'  the  darkness  hide  Thee.Tho'  the  eye  of  sin-ful  man  Thy  glory  may  not  see; 
ly,  Lord  God  Almighty! All  Thy  works  shall  praise  Thy  name,inearth,and  sky, and  sea; 


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Ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly,  ho 
Cher-u-bini  and  sera 
On  -  ly  Thou  art  ho 
Ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly,   ho  • 


ly,  raer  -  ci  -  ful  and  might  -  y,  God  b  Three  Persons,  bless-ed  Trin  -  i  -  tyl 
phira  fall  -  ing  down  be  -  fore  Thee,  Which  wert  and  art, and  ev-er-more  shalt  be. 
ly,  there  is  none  be  -  side  Thee,  Per-fect  in  pow-er,  in  love,  and  pu  -  ri  -  ty. 
ly,     mer  -  ci  -  ful  and  might  -  y,     God  in  Three  Persons,  bless-ed  Trin  -  i  -  ty. 


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No.  200.   Majestic  Sweetness  Sits  Enthroned. 


Samuel  Stennctt. 


Thomu  Hastings. 

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1.  Ma  -  jea  -  tic  sweetness  sits  enthroned  Upon  the  Sav-ior's  brow;     His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned 

2.  No  mor-tal  can  with  Him  coin-pare,  A-mong  the  sons  of  men;     Fair  •  er  is  He  than  all  the    fair 

3.  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  dis-tress,  And  6ew  to  my  re  •  lief;     For  me  He  bore  the  shame-ful  crose, 


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His  lips  with  grace  o'er-flow,  His  lips  with  grace  o'er-flow. 
That  fill  the  beav'nly  train,  That  fill  the  heav'nly  train. 
And  car-ried  all    my    grief.  And  car-ried  all    my    grief. 


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4  To  Him  I  owe  my  life  andbraatb, 
And  all  the  joys  I  have: 

He  makes  me  triumph  orer  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  Since  from  His  bounty  I  receive 
Such  proofs  of  love  divine. 

Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  Thine. 


No.  201 

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'  I  He  speaks  the  drooping  heart  to  cbeer.O  hear  the  voice  of  Je  •  sns.  i  \  Sweetest  name  on  mortal  tongue, 
D.  8.— Sweetest  car  -  ol  ev  -  er  sung,  »i  Je  -  sua,  bless-ed  Je  -  sus. 


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2  Your  many  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
Ohl  bear  the  voice  of  Jesus; 
Go  on  your  way  in  peace  to  heaven, 
And  wear  a  crown  with  Jesus. 


3  All  glory  to  the  dymg  Lambl 
I  now  believe  in  Jesus; 
I  love  the  blessed  Savior's  name, 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus. 


4  His  name  dispels  my  guilt  and  fear, 
No  other  name  but  Jesus; 
Ohl  how  my  soul  delights  to  hear 
The  charming  name  of  Jesua. 


No.  202.      fade,  Fade,  Each  Earthly  Joy. 

Mrs.  Horatlu5  Bonar.  T.  E.  Perkliu. 


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1.  Fade,  fade,  each  earthly  joy,  Je  •  sus  is  mine!  Break  ev  •  'ry  ten  •  der   tie,       Je  •  sns  b  mine! 

2.  Tempt  not  ray  soul  a  -  way,   Je  -  sus  is  mine!  Here  would  I    ev  -  er    stay,     Je  -  sus  i«  mine! 

3.  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night,  Je  -  sus  is  mine!  Lost     in    this  dawn-ing    light 

4.  Fare-well,  mor  -  tal  -  i  -  ty,    Je  •  sus  is  mine!  Wei  -  come  e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty, 


Je  -  sus  is  minel 
Je  •  sus  is  mine! 


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Dark  u    the  wil  -  der-ness.  Earth  has  no  rest-ing  place,  Je  •  sus  a  •  lone  can  bless,  Jo  •  sns  is-minel 

Per  •  bh  •  ing  things  of  clay,  Bom  for  bat  one  brief  day.  Pass  from  my  heart  a-way,  Je  •  sua  is  mine! 

All    that  my  soul  has  tried  Left  but  a  dis  •  mal  void,  Je  -  sua  has  sat  •  is  -  fied,  Je  •  sns  is  minel 

Welcome,  0  loved  and  blest,  Welcome,sweet  scenes  of  rest,  Welcome.my  Savior's  breast,  Je  -  bus  is  mine! 


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No,  203.    All  Hail  the  Power  of  Jesus'  Name, 

E.  Perronet.  Fird  Tune.  James  Ellor. 


1.  Ill  bftil  the  pow'r  of  Jesus'  name!  Letan^ls  prostrate  fall.Let  angels  prostrate  fall;  Bring  lortb  tb«  royal  diadem. 


And  rrovn  Him,  crown  Him, crown  Hiai,crown  Him, And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all.crown  Him.And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all! 
AndrrowD Him,        Crown  Him,    crown Him; 


And  crown  Him. crown  Him,  crown  Him,    Crown Him;  And  crown  Him  Lord  ol  alll 


2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Te  ransomed  from  the  fall; 
Hail  H'!m  who  saves  you  by  His  grace. 
And  crown  Htin  Lord  of  aU. 


3  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 
On  this  terrestrial  ball. 
To  Him  all  majesty  ascribe. 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


4  0  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 
We  at  His  feet  may  fall. 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song. 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


No.  204.   All  Hail  the  Power  of  Jesus'  Name, 


Edward  Perronet. 


Second  Tunf.. 


Oliver  ilolden. 


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All  Hail  the  Power. 


Edward  Perronet. 


Third  Tvtu. 


Wllllani  Shrubsole. 


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No.  206.  Glory  to  His  Name. 

Rev.  t.  A.  tloffman.  Rev.  J  H.  Stockton. 


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3  Oh,  precious  fountain  that  saves  from  sin, 
I  am  so  glad  I  have  entered  in; 

There  Jesus  saves  me  and  keeps  me  cleaa; 
Glory  to  His  name. 

4  Come  to  this  fountain  so  rich  and  sweet; 
Cast  thy  poor  soul  at  the  Savior's  feet; 
Plunge  in  to-day,  and  be  made  complete; 

Glory  to  His  name. 


No.   207 

Wm.  McDonald. 


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~—JL-'^^J^~^ZSn:i  ^  m'T^z:       Long  has  evD  reign 'd  within 

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Under  the  cross  I  lay  my  sins, Under  the  cross,  my  cry;  cross  I'll  die. 


2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  Thee 
Long  has  evD  reign 'd  within  r 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, 

"I  vrill  cleanse  you  from  all  sin.** 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  Thee, 
Friends.and  time, and  earthly  store, 
Soul  and  body  Thine  to  be, 
Wholly  Thine  forevermore. 


No.  208.  Blessed  Be  the  Name 

Charles  Wesley,  Alt. 


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The  glo-ries     of    ray  God  and  King!   Bless-ed  be  the  name 

Je  -  sus!  the  name  that  charms  our  fears,Ble88-ed  be  the  name  of  the   LordI 

'Tis  mn  -  sic  in      the  sin  -  ner's  ears,  Bless-ed  be  the  name 


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Bis  blood  can  mike  the  foulest  clean.  Blessed  be  etc,    I    When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away,  Blessed  be  etc, 


No.  209. 


Love  Divine. 


Charles  Wesley. 

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First  Tune. 


John  Zundel. 


I.  Love  di-vine,  all  love  ei-cell-ing,  Joy  ol  hear'n,  to  earth  come  down  I  Fix  in   os  Thy  hum  -  ble  dweU-ing; 

D.  S.— Vis  -  it  us  w-ith  Thy  sal  -  va  -  tion, 

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AU  Thy  faith-ful  mer-cies  crown;  Je-sus  Thou  art  all  com-pas-sion,  Pure  un-bound-ed  love  Thou  art; 
En  -  tcr  ev  -  'ry  trembling  heart! 

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2  Breathe,  oh.  breathe  Thy  loving 
Into  every  tronblcd  breast!  [Spirit 
I>et  us  all  in  Thee  inherit, 
L«t  us  find  the  promisod  rest. 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning; 
Alpha  and  Omega  be; 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 
Set  oar  hearts  at  liberty! 

No.  210.     riark!  the  Voice  of  Jesus  Galling. 


3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver. 
Let  us  all  Thy  grace  receive; 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 
Never  more  Thy  temple  leave: 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing; 
Serve  Thee  as  Thy  hosts  above 
Pray.and  praise  Thee  without  ceas- 
Glory  in  Thy  perfect  loVel       [ing, 


4  Fmish  then  Thy  new  creation: 
Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be; 
Iv€t  us  see  Thy  great  salvation. 
Perfectly  restored  in  Thee: 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory. 
Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place. 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  Theo, 
Lost  m  wonder,  love  and  praiae. 


Hark!  the  Toice  of  Jesns  calling,    |2 
Who  will  go  and  work  to-day? 
Fields  are  white,the  harvest  waiting 
Who  win  bear  the  sheaves  away! 
Loud  and  long,  the  Master  calletb 
Rich  reward  He  offers  free; 
Who  will  answer,  gladly  saying, 
"Here  am  I,  0  Lord,  send  ia«." 


First  or  Second  T\ine. 
If  yon  cannot  cross  the  ocean 
And  the  heathen  land  explore. 
You  can  find  the  heathen  nearer. 
You  can  help  them  at  your  door; 
If  you  cannot  speak  like  angeLs, 
If  yon^annot  preach  like  Paiil, 
You  can  tell  the  love  of  Jesus, 
Yon  can  say  He  died  for  all. 


3  While  the  souli  of  men  are  dying. 
And  the  Master  calls  for  you. 
Let  none  hear  you  idly  saying, 
"There  is  nothing  I  can  do!" 
Gladly  take  the  task  He  gives  youl 
Let  His  work  your  pleasure  be; 
Answer  quickly  when  He  calletb, 
"Here  am  I.  O  Lord,  send  me." 


No.  211.      Jesus,  I  My  Gross  Have  Taken. 


Henry  F.  Lyte. 


Second  Tune. 


Mozart. 


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1.  Je  -  SOS,  I  my  cross  have  tak-en,  All  to  leave  and  foi-Iow  Thee;  Naked,  poor,  despised,  for-sa-ken, 

D.S.— Yet  how  rich  is  my  con  -  di-tjon. 


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Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be; 
God  and  beav'n  are  still  my  own. 


Per  •  ish  ev-'ry   fond  am-bi-tion,AIl  I've  8ougfat,and  hoped, and  known; 


2  Let  the  world  despise,  forsake  me,  j3 
They  have  left  my  Savior,  too; 
Homan  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me.l 
Thou  art  not,  like  man,  untrue:  I 
And.whQeThou  shalt  smile  upon  me.' 
God  of  wisdom, love  and  might,  [me 
Foes  may  bate.and  friends  may  shunj 
Show  Thy  face  and  all  is  bright.     I 


Go.then.earhtly  fame  and  treasure! 
Come,  disaster,  scorn  and  pain! 
In  Thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure; 
With  Thy  favor,  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  Thee."Abba  Father," 
I  have  stayed  my  heart  on  Thee; 
Stormy  clouds  may  o'er  me  gather. 
All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 


Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory. 
Led  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer 
Heav'n's  etemaJday's before. thee 
God  will  safely  guide  thee -there, 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission. 
Swift  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition. 
Faith  to  sight,  and  pray  ;r  to  praise. 


No.  212.        Gome,  Thou  Almi^hly  King. 


Charles  Wesley. 


Felice  aUrdtnl. 


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2.  Come,  Thou  in  -  car- natc Word,  Gird  on  Thy  might -y  sword,  Our  prayer  at- tend;    Come,  and  Thy 

3.  Come,   ho  -  ly    Com  -  fort  -  er,  Thy  sa  -  cred    wit  -  ness  bear  In   this  glad  hour;     Thou  who  al- 

4.  To       the  great  One    in  Three,  The  high  -  est    prais  -  es    be  Hence,  ev-er  morel     His  sov'reign 


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plo   -    ri-0U8,     O'er  all    vie  -  to  -    ri  -  ous.  Come,  and  reign  o  -  ver  us,  An  -  cient  of      days! 

peo  -  pie  bless,  And  give  Thy  Word  sue  -  cess:  Spir  -  it    of      hoi    -i-ncss,  On    us     de  •  scendl 

might  -  y  art.   Now  rule    in    ev    -    'ry  heart.  And  ne'er  from   us     de-part,  Spir  -  it     6i     pow'r! 

maj    -  es  -  ty  May  we    in     glo    -    ry     see.  And  to     e    -    tcr  •    ni  -  ty  Love  and    a    •    dorc! 

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No.  213.     I  am  Trusting,  Lord,  in  Thee. 

Wm.  McDonald.  o«o  .v per«...,oh.  W.  d.  Fischer, 


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Cbo.— I  am  trusting.  Lord,  in  Thce;BlestLambof  Calvary;HumblyatThyeros8lbow,Save  me,Je8U8,8avemenow. 


2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  Thee 
Long  has  evil- reigned  within; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me,— 
"I  will  cleanse  yo«  from  all  sin." 

No.   214. 


3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  Thee, 
Friends, and  time.and  earthly  store; 
Soul  and  body  Thine  to  be, 
Wholly  Thine  forevermore. 

Look  and  Live. 


4  In  the  promises  I  trust 
Now  I  feel  the  blood  .ipplied; 
1  am  prostrate  in  the  dust, 
I  with  Christ  am  crucified. 


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2   j  I've    a    mes-sage    full     of  love,   Hal  - 

■  }  'Tis    a    mes-sage  from   a  -  bove,   Hal  - 

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le  -  lu  -  jahl    The    mes-sage  un  -  to    you     I'll     give;   \ 
le  -  lu  -  lahl     It    is    on  -  ly  that  you  ""look  and    Uve,"  I 


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p.  C— 'Tis    re- cord -ed    in  His  Word,  Hal 
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lu-jah!    It  is    on  •  ly  that  you  "look  and    live. 


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"Look  and  live" my  broth-er, 

Bf      broth  -  .r. 


live,   live,        live.   Look  to    Je  -  i 
>.  "Look  ftad  liT*." 


now  and     live. 


3  Life  is  offered  unto  yon,  HallelnjabI 
Eternal  hfe  thy  soul  shall  have; 
If  you'll  only  look  to  Him.  Hallelujah! 
Look  to  Jesus  who  alooe  cao  save. 


4  I  will  tell  you  how  I  came,  Halielujabl 
To  Jesus  when  He  made  me  whole: 
'Twas  believing  on  His  name,  Hallelajahl 
I  trosted  and  He  saved  mj  sool.. 


No.   215. 


Heaven  Is  My  Home, 


Thomas  R.  Taylor. 


Pint  Tune. 


Sir  Arthur  SuIIIvm. 


1.  I'm  but  a    strang-€r  here,  Heav'n  is  my  home;  fearth  is  a    des  -  ert  drear,  Heav'n  is  my  home; 

2.  What  tho'  the  t^-mpest  rage,  Heav'n  is  ray  home;  Short  is  my  pil  -  grim  -  age,  Heav'n  is  ray  home; 

3.  There  at  my  Sav-ior's  side,  Heav'n  is  my  home;  I       shall  be    glo  -  ri  -  fied,  Heav'n  is  ray  home; 

4.  There-lore  I  mur  -  mur  not,  Heav'n  is  ray  home;  What-e'er  my  earth  -  ly  lot,  Heav'n  is  my  home; 


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Dan  •  ger  and  sor-row  stand  Round  me  on  ev  •  'ry  hand  Heav'n' is  my  fath-er-land,  Heav'n  is  my  home. 
And  time's  wild  wintry  blast  Soon  shall  be  o  -  ver-past,  I  shall  reach  home  at  last,  Heav'n  is  my  home. 
There  are  the  good  and  blest,  Those  I  love  most  and  best;  And  there  I  too  shall  rest,  Heav'n  is  my  home. 
And    I  shall  sore-ly  stand  There  at  my  Lord's  right  hand;  Heav'h  is  my  fatherland,  Ueay'o  is  my  home. 


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No.  216.        Nearer,  My  God.  to  Thee, 

r\rs.  Sarah  F.  Adams.  Second  Tuut. 

|— i \—2 Fink  . 


D.S. 


{  Nearer  my  God  to  Thee.Nearer  to  Thee, 

I  E'en  tho' it  be  a  cross,        (Omit.)    That  raiseth  me,  Still  all  my  song  shall  be.Nearer.my  God  to  Thee, 
D.S.— Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee,       (Omit.)        Near  -  er  to  Thee. 


2  Though  like  a  wanderer. 

The  sun  gone  down. 

Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee; 
Nearer  to  Thee! 

No.    217' 

S.  D.  Phelps. 


There  let  the  way  appear 
Steps  unto  heaven; 

All  that  Thou  sendest  me. 
In  mercy  given; 

Angels  to  beckon  me 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee; 
Nearer  to  Thee  I 


4  Or  if,  on  joyfuJ  wing. 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly. 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee! 


Something  for  Jesus. 


Third  Tune. 


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Lowell  Mason. 


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1.  Sav  -  ior!  Thy  dy  -  ing  love  Thou  gav-est  me.  Nor  should  I  aught  with-hold,  Dear  Lord,from  Thee; 

2.  At    the  blest  mer  -  cy-seat.  Plead  -  ing  for  me.   My  fee  -  ble  faith  looks  up,  Je  -  sus,    to    Thee: 

3.  Give  me    a  faith-ful  heart— Like-ness  to  Thee— That  each  de  -  part  -  ing  day  Hence-forth  may  see 

4.  All    that  I    am  and  have— Thy  gifts  so  tree— In    joy,    in  grief,  thro'  life,  Dear  Lord,  lor  Theel 


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In  love  my  soul  would  bow.  My  heart  ful  -  fill  its  vow.  Some  off'ring  bring  Thf^e  now.  Some-thing  for  Thee. 
Help  me  the  cross  to  bear.  Thy  wondrous  love  declarej  Some  song  to  raise,  or  pray'r.  Some-thing  for  Thee. 
Some  work  of  love  be-gun.  Some  deed  of  kindness  done.  Some  wand'rer  sought  and  won, Some-thing  for  Thee. 
And  when  Thy  face  I  tee,  My  ransom'd  soul  shall  be.  Thro'  all    e  •  ter  •  oi  -  ty,  Some-thing  for  Thee. 


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No.  218. 


Sweet  By-and-By. 


5.  Fillmore  Bennett. 


Jos.  P.  Webster. 


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1.  There's  a  land  that  is  fair-er  than  day,     And  by  faith  we  can  see  it      a  -  far;    For  the  Fa-ther  waits 

2.  We  shall  sing  on  that  beau-ti-ful  shore    The.  me  -  lo  -  di  -  ous  songs  of  the  blest,   And  our  spir-its  shall 

3.  To    our  boun  -  ti  -  ful  Fa  -  ther  a  -  bove,  We  will  of  -  fer  our  trib  -  ute  of  praise,  For  the  glo  -  ri  -  ous 


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8or  -  row  no  niafe.   Not  a  sigh  for  the  bless-ing  of    rest.     In  the  sweet         by-and-by.  We  shall 

gift    of  His  love,   And  the  blessings  that  hallow  our  days.  la  the  sweet  h    1^    I  by-«nd-b; 


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We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore. 


meet  on  that  beautiful  shore;  In  the  sweet  by-and-by, 

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No.  219, 


The  Gate  Ajar 


S.  J.  Vail. 


1.  There  is    a  gate  that  stands  a-jar,  And,  thro'  its  portals  gleam-ing;  A  radiance  from  the  Cross  a  -far 

2.  That  gate  a  -  jar  stands  free  for  all  Who  seek  thro'  it  sal  -  va  -tion;  The  rich  and  poor,the  great  aad  small, 


Refrain. 


§§i^ja-iLMi^m^uiii\i;i\ 


The  Sav-ior's  love  re  -  veal  -  ing.    0  depths  of  mer-cyl  can  it  be  That  gate  was  left  a  -  jar  for  me? 
Of     ev  •  'ry  tribe  and  na  -  tion. 

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3  Press  onward, then, tho'  foes  may  frown, 

While  mercy's  gate  is  open. 
Accept  the  cross,  and  win  the  crown. 
Love's  everiaating  token. 

4  Beyond  the  river's  brink  we'll  lay 

The  cross  that  here  is  given, 
And  bear  the  crown  of  life  away, 
Aod  love  Ehn  more  in  heaveo. 


No.  220. 

George  Duf field. 


Stand  Up  tor  Jesus. 

IP 


Fir  it  Tune. 


a.  J.  Webb. 


1.  Stand  up,  stand  up  for    Je  -  sus,  Ye  sold-iere    of    the   cross;      Lift  high    His  roy  -  al    ban  -  ner, 

D.  S.— Till     ev  -  'ry  foe     is    vanquished 


2  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
The  trumpet  call  obey; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict, 
In  this  His  glorious  day, 
"Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  Him," 
Against  unnumbered  foes; 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 
And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 


3  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Stand  in  His  strength  alone; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you; 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own, 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor. 

Each  piece  put  on  with  prayer; 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 


4  Stand  up,  stand  np  for  Jesus, 

The  strife  will  not  be  long; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song; 
To  Him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally. 


No.  221.    The  Morning  Li^ht  is  Breaking. 


The  morning  light  is  breaking, 

The  darkness  disappears, 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking, 

To  penitential  tears; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion. 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 


First  or  Second  Tune. 
See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  of  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above; 
While  sinners  now  confessing. 

The  gospel's  call  obey, 
And  seek  a  Savior's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 


3  Blest  river  of  salvation. 

Pursue  thy  onward  way; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation. 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly. 

Triumphant,  reach  their  home; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "The  Lord  is  come. 


No,  222.     0  Jesus,  Thou  Art  Standing. 


William  W.  How. 


Second  Tune. 


Justin  H.  Knecht. 


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0  Je-sas,Tbou  art  staodiog  Out-side  the  fast-closed  doorjn  lowly  patience  waiting  To  pass  the  threshold  o'er 

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1  0  Jesns,  Thoa  art  standing 

Outside  the  fast-closed  door. 
In  lowly  patience  waiting 

To  pass  the  threshold  o'er: 
We  bear  the  name  of  Christians, 

His  name  and  sign  we  bear; 
0  shame,  thrice  sLame  upon  ua, 

To  keep  Llim  standing  there  1 


0  Jesus,  Thou  art  knocking; 

And  lo!  that  hand  is  scarred, 
And  thoma  Thy  brow  encircle, 

And  tears  Thy  face  have  marred: 
0  love  that  passeth  knowlegc, 

So  patiently  to  wait! 
0  sin  that  hath  no  equal 

So  fast  to  bar  the  gate  I 


3  0  Jesus  Thou  art  pleading 

In  accents  meek  and  low, 
"I  died  for  you,  my  children, 

And  will  ye  treat  me  so?" 
0  Lord,  with  shame  and  sorrow 

We  open  now  the  door; 
Dear  Savior,  enter,  enter. 

And  leave  us  never  more) 


No.  223, 


Abide  With  Me. 


H.  F.  Lyte. 


Wm.  H.  Monk. 


LA-  bide  with  mel   Fast    falls  the  e  -  ven  -  tide.  The  dark-ness    deep-ens— Lord,  with  me  a-bide! 

2.  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  lit  -  tic  day;   Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glo-ries  pass  a  •  way; 

3.  I    need  Thy  pres  -  ence  ev  -  'ry  paas-ing  hour.  What  but  Thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's  pow'r? 

4.  Hold  Thou  Thy  cross  be-fore  my  clos  -  ing  eyes;  Shine  thro'  the  gloom,  and  point  me  to  the  skies; 


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When  oth  -  er    help  -  ers  fail,  and  com-forts  flee.   Help  of  the  help-less,  oh,  a  -  bide  with  mel 

Change  and  de  •  cay    in     all  a  -  round  I    see;    0  Thou  who  changest  not,  a  -  bide  with  mel 

Who,  like  Thy  -  self,   my  guide  and  stay  can  be?  Thro'  cloud  and  sunshine,  oh,   a  -  bide  with  mel 

Heav'n'smomingbreaksandearth'svainshadowsflee!  In  life,    in  death,  0  Lord,  a  -  bide  with  mel 


No.  224. 

John  Kepler. 


Sun  of  My  Soul 


Henry  Monk. 


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Sun  of  my  soul.    Thou  Sav  -  ior  dear. 

When  the  soft  dews    of    kind   -  ly  sleep 


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It    is    not    night     if    Thou 
My  wea-ried  eye  -  lids    gen  • 

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-bom  cloud  a  -  rise  To  hide  Thee  from  Thy  servant's  eye. 
thought,  how  Bweet  to  rest  For-ev-er  on  my  Sav-ior's  breast. 


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No.  225. 

Ray  Palmer. 


S— »-j — p — I — L^ 1    "-j  ^ — j— '-' "       1  lose  myseU  i 
y  Faith  Looks  Up  to  Thee. 


Abide  with  me  from  mom  till  eve, 
For  with-out  Thee  I  cannot  live; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  Thee  I  dare  not  die. 

Be  near  to  bless  me  when  I  wake. 
Ere  thro'  the  world  my  way  I  take,' 
Abide  with  me  till  in  Thy  love 
I  lose  myself  in  heaven  above. 


Lowell  Mason. 


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fy  faith  looks  up  to  Thee,  Thou  Lamb  of    Cal  -  va  -  ry,    Sav  -  ior   di  -  vine;  Now  hear  me 

2.  May  Thy  rich  grace  im  -  part  Strength  to  my  faint-ing  heart,    My  zeal  in  -  spire;  As  Thou  hast 

3.  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread.  And  griefs  a-round  me  spread,  Be  Thou  my  Guide;  Bid    dark-nesa 

4.  When  ends  life's  transient  dream.  When  death's  cold  sul-len  stream  Shall  o'er  me  roll;  Blest  Sav  -  ior 


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I  pray,  Take  all  my  sins  a  -  way,, 
for  me,  0  may  my  love  to  Thee, 
to    day,  Wipe  sor-rows  tears    a  -  way, 

in  love,  Fear  and  dis  -  trust  re-move; 


0     let  me    from   this  day     Be  whol  -  ly     Thine  I 
Puce,  warm,  and  changeless  be,  A    liv  •    ing     fire  I 
Nor  let  me     ev  -  er  stray  From  Thee  a  -  side. 
0  bear  me   safe  u  -  bove,— A    ran  -  somed  soul. 


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No.  226 

Samuel  Medley. 


0  Gould  I  Speak. 


Lowell  riason. 


1.  0  could    I  speak  the  match-lees  worth,  0  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, Which  b  my  Sav-ior  shine. 


['d  soar  and  touch  the  heav'nly  strings,  > 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings,  i  In 


notes  al-most  di  •  vine.  In  notes  al  -  most 


2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  He  spilt 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin,  and  wrath  divine; 
I'd  sing  His  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect, heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 


3  I'd  sing  the  characters  He  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  He  wears, 

Exalted  on  His  throne; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  His  glories  known. 


4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  ro« 

And  I  shall  see  His  face;  [home, 
Then  with  my  Savior,  Brother, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, [Frien(^ 

Triumphant  b  His  grace. 


No.  227.  There's  a  Wideness. 

Frederick  W.  Faber.  Lizzie  S.  Tourjee. 


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1.  There's  a  wide-ness     in  God's  mer-cy,   Like  the  wide-ness    of     the    sea,     There's  a  kind-ness 

2.  There  is    wel-come    for  the    ein  -  ner,   And  more  grac-es     for   the   good;  There    is  mer  -  cy 


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3  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 
Than  the  measure  of  man's  mind; 

And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal, 
Is  most  wonderfully  kind. 

4  If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 
We  should  take  Him  at  His  word; 

And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 


In  the  Gross, 


John  Bow  ring. 


Ithamar  Conkey. 


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1.  In  the  cross    of     Christ    I  glo  -  ry,     Tow'ring  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time;      All     the  light     ol 

2.  When  the  woes  of      life  o'er-take  me,    Hopes  de-ceive,  and    fears  an  •  noy,     Nev  •  er  shall    the 


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Gathers  round  its  head  sub-lime. 
Lol  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 


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3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 
Light  and  love  upon  my  way. 

From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  luster  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 


No.  229.        Jesus,  Savior,  Pilot  Me, 


Edward  Hopper. 


Firtt  Tune. 


J.  E.  Oould. 

t-i — T^-or. 


1.  Je  -  s«s,  Sav-ior,   pi  -  lot  me,    0-vcr  life's  tempestuous  sea:   •  Un-known  waves  before  me  roll,  i 
D.C.— Chart  and  compass  come  from  Thee,  Jesus, Savior,pi-lot   me.   (  Hiding  rocks  and  treach'rous       (  shoal; 


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1  Jesus,  Savior,  pilot  me, 
Over  life's  tempestuous  sea: 
Unknown  waves  before  me  roll, 
Hiding  rocks  and  treach'rous  shoal 
Chart  and  compass  come  kom  Thee 
Jesus,  Savior,  pilot  me. 


2  .\s  a  mother  stills  her  child. 
Thou  canst  hush  the  ocean  wild; 
Boisterous  waves,  obey  Thy  will 
When  Thou  sayst  to  them"  Be  still ! 
Wondrous  Sovereign  of  the  sea, 
Jesus,  Savior,  pilot  me. 


3  When  at  last  I  near  the  shore, 
And  the  fearful  breakers  roar 
'Twixt  me  and  the  peaceful  rest. 
Then,  while  leamng  on  Thy  breast, 
May  I  hear  Thee  say  to  me, 
"Fear  not,  I  will  pilot  thee." 


No.  230. 


Rock  of  Ages. 


A.  M.  Toplady. 


Second  Tune. 
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Thofna5  Hastings,  ^  ^ 


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1.  Rock  of  A  -  gcs,   cleft  for  me,  Let  me  hide  my-self  in  Thee; 
D.  C— Be    of  sin  the  doub-Ie  cure,  Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 


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1  Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee; 
Let  the  water   and  the  blood. 
From  thy  wounded  side  which  flowd 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 


2  Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Could  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
These  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone: 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling. 


3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown. 
And  behold  Thee  on  Thy  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  mc, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee. 


No.  231.    Safely  Through  Another  Week. 


John  Newton. 


Third  Tune. 


Arr.  by  LoweU  Mason. 


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I  Let    us  now    a  blcss-ing  seek,  J     Wait-ing  in  His  courts  to  -  day; 


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t  ^Vhile  we  pray  for  pard'ning  grace, 
Thro'  the  dear  Redeemer's  name. 
Show  thy  reconciled  face. 
Take  away  our  sin  and  shame; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  Tbee. 


3  Here  we  come  Thy  name  to  praise; 
Let  us  feel  Thy  pesencc  near; 
May  Thy  glory  meet  our  eye». 
While  we  in  Thy  house  appear; 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
01  our  everlasting  feast. 


4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 
Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound. 
Bring  relief  to  all  complaints; 
Thus  may  all  our  Sabbaths  prof«. 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 


232, 

Schmolke. 


My  Jesus,  as  Thou  Wilt 


Weber. 


lE^i^E^ilS 


1.  M'ijTe-sus,  as  Thou  wilt!  Oh,  may  Thy  will  be  mine;  In  -  to  Thy  hand  of  love  I  would  my  all  re-  -  sign; 

2.  My  Je-sus,  as  Thou  wilt!  Tho'seen  thro'niany  a  tear.Let  not  my  star  of  hope  Grow  dim  or  dis-ap-pear; 

3.  My  Je-sus,  as  Thou  wilt!  All  shall  be  well  for  me;  Each  changing  fu-ture  scene  I  glad-rly trust  with  Thee; 


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Since  Thou  on  earth  hastwept.And  sorrowed  oft  alone,  If  I  must  weep  with  Thee,"My  Lord.Thy  will  be  done." 
Straight  to  my  home  a-bove    I  trav  -  el  calra-ly  on,  And  sing,  in  life  or  death,  ''My  Lord.Thy  will  be  done." 


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233. 

H.  Newman. 


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Lead,  Kindly  Li^ht 


John  B. 


Dykes. 


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Lead,  kindly  Light.amid  th'encircling  gloom  Lead  Thou  me  on;The  night  is  dark, and  I  am  far  from  home; 
I  was  not  ever  thus.nor  prayed  that  Thou  Shouldst  lead  me  on;I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path;butnow 
So  long  Thy  pow'r  hath  blest  me, sure  it  still  will  lead  me  on  O'er  moor  arid  fen, o'er  crag  and  torrent, till 


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Lead  Thou  me  on:  Keep  Thou  my  feet;  I  do  not  ask  to  see  The  distant  scene,— one  step  enough  for  me. 
Lead  Thou  me  on;  I  loved  the  garish  day.andspite  of  fears.Pride  ruled  my  wilhRemember  not  past  years. 
The  night  is  gone;And  with  the  mom  those  angel-faces  smije, Which  I  have  loved  long  since.and  lost  awhile. 


Break  Thou  the  Bread  of  Life, 


Mary  Ann  Lathbury. 


William  F.  Sherwln. 


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1.  Break  Thou  the  bread  of  life,  Dear  Lord,   to  me, 

2.  Bless  Thou  the  truth,  dear  Lord,  To  me,   to  me, 

3.  Teach  me    to  live,  dear  Lord,  On  -  ly  for  Thee, 

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Then  shall  all  bon-dage  cease.     All  fet  -  ters  fall,      And  I  shall  find  my  peace.  My  All     in    All. 
Tnen,   all  my  strug-giea  o'er.   Then,  vic-t'ry    won,      I    shall  be-hold  Thee,  Lord.The  Liv  •  ing  One. 


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No.  235. 

Samuel  Medley. 


Loving  Kindness. 


Samuel  Medley.  Pint  Tune.  Anort. 


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2.  He  saw  me  ru  -  bed  in  the  fall,  Yet  loved  me  not-with-stand-ing  aU;    He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate, 

3.  Tho'  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foe8,Tho'  earth  and  hell  my  way  op-pose,  He  safely  leads  my  soul  a-long, 

4.  Whentrouble.hke  agloomycloud,Ha8gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud.  He  nearm^soolhas  always  stood, 


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His  lov-ing  kindness,  oh, how  free!  Loving  kindness,  loving  kind-neas,  Hisloving  kindness,  oh,  how  freel 
His  lov-ing  kindness,  oh, how  great!  Loving  kindness,  loving  kind-ness.  His  loving  kindness,  oh, how  great! 
His  lov-ing  kindness,  oh, how  strong!  Loving  kindness,  lovidg  kind-ness.  His  loving  kindness,oh,howstrongl 
His  lov-ing  kindness,  oh,how  good!  Loving  kindness,  loving  kind-ness,  His  loving  kindness,  oh,  how  goodi 


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No.  236.,  When  I  Survey  the  Wondrous  Gross. 


Isaac  Watt5. 


Second  Tune. 


Isaac  Baker  Woodbury. 


1.  When  I  sur-vey  the  won-drous  cross  On  which  the  Prince  of    glo  -  ry  died.    My  ricb-est  gain  I 

2.  For-bid  it.  Lord, that  I  should  boast,  Save  in    the  death    of  Christ,  my  God;  All  the  vain  things  that 


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charm  me  most,  I    sac  •  ri  •  fice  them  to    His  blood. 


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3  See,  from  His  head, His  hands.  His  feet. 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down: 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 

Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine,. 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,^  my  all. 


No.  237. 


Jesus  Shall  Reign, 


Isaac  WatU. 


Thiri  Tune. 


John  Hatton. 


1.  Je  -  sus  shall  reign  wher-e'er    the  sun  Does  His  suc-ces-sive  jour-neys  run;  His  kingdom  spread  from 

2.  From  north  to  south  the  princ-ea  meet,  To    pay  their  hom-age  at  His  feet:  While  western  em-pires 


lore  to  shore,  Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 
own  their  Lord,  And    sav-age    tribes  at- tend  His  word. 


3  To  Him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made. 
And  endless  praises  crown  His  head; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  reahns  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  His  love  with  sweetest  song. 
And  infant  voices  shall  prMiaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  His  name. 


No.  238.       Jesus,Lover  of  My  Soul. 

Charies  We*Iey.  Pint  Tunt.  J.  P.  Molbrook. 


1,  Je  -  BUS,  Lot  -  er  o(    my     soul.  Let  me  to    Thy  bo  -  som   fly,    While  the  near    -  er  wa-tera 

2.  0th  -  er  re(  -  ugc  have   I     none;  Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee;  Leave,  oh,    leave  me  not  a- 
:<.  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all   I     want;  More  than  all  in   Thee   I     find;  Raise  the    (al  -  len,  cheer  the 
4.  Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found,  Grace  to  cov  -  er  all    my    sin;    Let    the    heal  -  ing  8tream«  »• 


roll.      While  the  tern    -  pest  still  is  high, 

lone,      Still     sup  -    port  and  corn-fort  me. 

faint,     Heal    the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind, 

bound;  Make  and  keep  me    pure  with-in. 


Hide  me,  0, 
All  my  trust 
Just  and  ho 
Thou  of    life 


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help  from  Thee  I  bring; 
all  un-right-eous-ness; 
let     me  Uke  of  Thee; 


Safe  in  -  to  the  ha  -  ven  guide, 
Cov  -  er  my  de  -  fense  -  less  head 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 
Spring  Thou  up  with  -  in  my  heart. 


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0  re  -  ceive  my  soul  at  last! 
With  the  shad  -  ow  of  Thy  wing. 
Thou  are  full  of  truth  and  grace. 
Rise  to    all      e  -  ter  -  ni  •  ty. 


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No.  239.        Jesus,  Lover  of  My  SouL 


Second  Tune. 


S.  B.  Marsh. 


^eeona  lune.        p^j^.g  a.  o.  inarsn 


D.C. 


I    (  Je-sus,  Lov-er  of  myjoul.   Let  me  to  Thy  bo  -  som   fly, 
■  I  While  the  nearer  watelrs  roll,  \Vhile  the  tempest  still  is  high. 
D.  C— Safe  in-to  the  ha-ven  guide,  0  re-ceive  my  soul  at       last! 


Hide  me,  0,  ray  Sav-ior    hide 
Till  the  storra  of  life  is     past 


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No.  240. 


Gome,  Ye  Disconsolate. 


Thomas  Moore. 


Samuel  Webbe. 


1.  Come,  ye  dis-con  -  so  -  late,  wher-e'er  you  Ian  -  guish;  Come  to  the  mer  •  cy  seat,  fer-vent-Iy  kneel; 

2.  Joy  of  the  com  •  fort  -less,  light  of  the    stray  -  ing,  Hope  of  the  pen  -  i  -  tent,  fade-less  and  pure; 

3.  Hcrfc  see  the  Bread  of  Life,    see  wa-ters  flow  -  ing  Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  a-bove; 


Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts  here  tell  your  anguish;    Earth  has  no  sor-row  that  heav'n  can-not  heal. 

Here  speaks  the  Com-fort-er,   ten  -  der  -  ly  say  -  ing,  "Earth  has  no  sor-row  that  heav'n  can-not  cure." 

Come  to  thejeast    of  love,  come,  ev  -  er  know  -  ing    Earth  has  no  sor-row  but  heav'n  can  re-move. 


No.  241.        My  Jesus  I  Love  Thee, 


English. 


Firtt  Tune. 


A,  J.  aordon. 


1.  My  Je  -  8118  I    k)ve  Thee,  I  know  Thou  art  mine;  For  Thee  all  the  fol  -  Bes  of 

2.  I    lore  Thee  be  -  cause  Thou  hast  first  lov-ed    me,  And  purchased  my  par-don  on  Cal  -  va  -  ry's  tree; 

3.  I'll  love  Thee  in  life,      I   will  love  Thee  in  ieath,  And  praise  Thee  as  long  as  Thou  lendest  me  breath, 

4.  In  man-eions  of  glo  -  ry  and  end  -  less  de-light,  I'll  ev  -  er  a  -  dore  Thee  in  heav-en  so  bright; 


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My  gra-cious  Re  -  deem  -  er,  my  Sav  -,ior  art  Thou;    If  ev  -  er  I  loved  Thee,  My  Je  •  sus,  'tis  now. 

I    love  Thee  for  wear  -  ing  the  thorns  on  Thy  brow;    If  ev  -  er  I  loved  Thee.  My  Je  -  sus,  'tis  now. 

And  say  when  the  death-dew  lies  cold  on  my  brow;  "If  ev  -  er  I  loved  Thee,  My  Je  -  sus, 'tis  now.' 

I'll  sing  with  the  glit  -  ter  -  ing  crown  on  my  brow;  "If  ev  -  er  I  loved  Thee,  My  Je  -  sus,  'tis  now.' 


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No.  242    0  Turn  Ye. 

First  or  Second  Tunei 

1  0  turn  ye,  0  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh? 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says,  "Come," 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

2  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive, 
0  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe? 
If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come? 

'Tis  you  He  bids  welcome;  He  bids  you  come  home. 

3  In  riches,  in  pleasures,  what  can  yoU  obtain, 
To  soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your  pain? 
To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summoned  to  die, 
Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high? 

4  Why  will  you  be  starving,  and  feeding  on  air? 
There's  mercy  in  Jesus,  enough  and  to  spare; 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see. 
And  prove  that  His  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 


No.  243.   Look  to  Jesus. 

Firtt  oY  Second  Tune- 

1  0  eyes  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that  are  sore, 
Look  off  unto  Jesus,  now  sorrow  no  more; 
The  light  of  His  countenance  shineth  so  bright. 
That  here,  as  in  Heaven,  there  need  be  no  night. 

2  While  looking  to  Jesus,  my  heart  cannot  fear, 
I  tremble  no  more  when  I  see  Jesus  near, 

I  know  that  His  presence  my  safe-guard  will  be. 
For,  "Why  are  ye  troubled?"  He  saith  unto  me. 

3  Still  looking  to  Jesus,  oh,  may  I  be  found, 
Wben  Jordan's  dark  waters  encompass  me  round; 
They  bear  me  away  in  His  presence  to  be 

I  see  Him  still  nearer  whom  always  I  see. 

4  Then,  then  shall  I  know  the  full  beauty  and  grace 
Of  Jesus,  my  Lord,  when  I  stand  face  to  face 
Shall  know  how  His  love  went  before  me  each  day, 
And  wonder  that  ever  my  eyes  turned  away. 


Expostulation. 


J05tah  Hopkins. 


Second  Tune. 


Koschat. 


leo  Ood  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh?  Now  Jmus  inri 


0  torn  ye,  0  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die,  When  Ood  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh?  Now  Jmus  invites  yon. 


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No.  244. 

L.  H. 


I  Am  Coming,  Lord, 


Rev.  L.  Hartsough. 


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Lord,t«  Tbee.For  cleanBioff  io  Thy  predons  blood  That  flowed  oo  Calraxy. 


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Thou  dost  my  strength  assure; 
Thou  dost  my  vileness  fully  ckauise, 
Till  ipodess  all.  and  pm*. 


No.  245. 


3'Ti8  Jesus  calls  me  on, 
To  perfect  faith  and  love, 
To  perfect  hope, and  peace, and  trust 
For  earth  and  heav'n  above. 

Just  As  I  Am. 


Chariotte  Elliott. 


4  And  He  assurance  gives 
To  loyal  hearts  and  true, 
That  ev'ry  promise  is  fulfilled 
To  those  who  bear  and  do. 


Wm.  B.  Bradbtiry. 


1.  Just  as    I    am!  with  -  out  one  plea,  But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me,  And  that  Thou  bidd's 


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2.  Just  aa    I    am!   and  wait  -  ing  not  To    rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot,  To  Thee,  whose  blood  can 

3.  Just  as    I    am!  tho'  toss'd  a-bout  With  many  a  conflict  many  a  doubt,  Fighting  and  fears  with- 

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4  Just  as  I  am!  poor,  wretched,  blind* 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need  in  Thee  to  find, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  cornel 

5  Just  as  I  am— thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  reliew; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 


No.  246. 


Jesus  Paid  it  All. 


Airs.  H.  M.  Hall. 


John  T.  Qrape. 


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2  L^rd,  now  indeed  I  find 
Thy  power,  and  Thine  alone. 
Can  change  the  leper's  spots. 
And  melt  tbe  heart  of  etone. 


3  For  nothing  good  have  I 
Whereby  Thy  grace  to  claim— 
rn  wash  my  garment*  white 
In  tbe  blood  of  Calv'ry's  Lamb. 


4  And  when,  before  the  throne, 
I  stand  in  Him  complete 
"Jesus  died  my  soul  to  save,'* 
My  lips  shall  stiU  repeat. 


No.  247. 


Blest  Be  the  Tie. 


John  Fawcett. 


Hans  Oeorge  NaegeUL 


1.  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds  Our  hearts  in  Christian  love;The  felllow-«hip  of  kindred  minds  Is  like  to  that  a-boTe. 


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2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  poor  our  ardent  prayers;  [one, 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 


3  We  share  our  mutual  woes. 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 


4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heut. 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 


No.  248.      My  Soul,  Be  on  Thy  Guard 

Oeorge  Heath 


Lowell  Mason. 


Ife^lj  j  JN  p  |j  J  Jii^fe£W4^i^P^^ 


1.  My  soul.be  on  thy  guard;  Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ;TheEost8  of  sin  are  pressinghard  To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 


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2  0  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray; 
The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

No.  249. 

X:harle8  Wesley. 


3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
Nor  lay  thine  armor  down: 
The  work  of  faith  vrill  not  be  done. 
Till  thou  obtain  the  crown. 


4  Fight  on.  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God: 
He'U  take  thee,  at  thy  partmg 
To  His  divine  abode.         [breath. 


A  Charge  to  Keep, 


Lowell  Mason. 


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L  A  charge  to  keep  I  have,  A  God  to  glo-ri  -  fy;     A  nev-er  dy-ing  soul  to  sare.  And  fit  it  lor  the  sky, 


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3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 
And  in  Thy  sight  to  Uve; 
And  oh.  Thy  servant.  Lord,  prepare, 
A  strict  account  to  give. 


To  serve  the  present  age. 
My  callmg  to  fulfill, 
Oh,  may  it  all  my  pow'rs  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 


4  Help  me  to  watch  and  prs7» 
And  on  Thyself  rely. 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betr^« 
I  shall  forever  die. 


No.  250.      0  Sing  of  His  Mighty  Love. 

FranV  Bottome.  Wm.  B.  Bndbory. 


I  Oh,  bliss  of  the  pur  •  i  •  fied,  bliss  of  the  free, 
1  O'er  sin  and  un-clean-ness  ex  -  ult  -  ing  I  stand, 
I  Oh,  bliss  of  the  pur  -  i  -  fiecl,  Je  -  sus  is  mine, 
i  In  con  -  scions  saf-va  -  tion  I    sing  of  His  grace, 


plunge  in  the  crim-«on  tide  o-pen'd  for  me;  ) 
And  pomt  to  the  print  of  the  nails  m  His  hand,  i 
No  long  -  er  in  dread-con-dem-na-tion  I  pine;  I 
Who  hit  -  eth  up  •  on  me  the  light  of  His  face.    / 

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Oh. 


Btng  of  His  might-y  love,  Sing  of  His  might-y  love.  Sing  of  His  might-y  love,  Might-y  to  save. 


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3  Oh,  Miss  of  the  purified^  bliss  of  the  purel 

No  wound  hath  the  sod  that  His  blood  cannot  cure; 
No  iOTTOw-bowed  head  but  may  sweetly  find  rest,  ' 
No  tean  bot  may  dry  them  on  Jesus'  breast.  « 


4  0  Jesus  the  crucified  I  Thee  will  I  sing, 
My  blessed  Redeemer,  my  God  and  my  King; 
My  soul, filled  with  rapture,  shall  shout  o'er  the  grave. 
And  triumph  in  death  in  the  "Mighty  to  Save." 


No.  251. 


Home,  Sweet  Home. 


John  Howard  Payne. 


h.  R.  BUhop. 


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W.  Cowper, 


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There  is  a  Tountain. 

Second  Tune. 


Lowell  A1a5oa. 


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There  is  a  fountain  filled  wdtb  blood, Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins, 


'  And  sinners, plung'd  beneath  that  Hood, 
D.S.And  sinners.plung'd  beneath  that  flood, 


Lose  all  tbeir 
Lose  all  their 


guDty  stains;  Lose  all  their  guilty  stains,  Lose  all  their  guilty  stains; 
guilty  stains; 


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2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 
That  fountain  in  hia  day; 

And  there  may  I,  tho'  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Thou  dying  Lamb,  Thy  precious 
Shall  never  lose  its  power,     [blood 
Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more 

4  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply  [stream 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme. 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
ni  sing  Thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping.stanimering 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave.       [tongue 


No.  253. 


Glorious  Pountain. 


Third  Tune. 

-N — t-^ 


J  )  There      i*   •  (ount-am  filled  with  blood,  filled  with  blood,  filled  with  blood.  There  is  a  lountaio  filled  with  blood.  Drawn 
' '  Aud  iiooers.pluag'd  beneath  that  flood, beneath  that  flood, beneath  that  flood,  A  rid  sinners  plung'd  beneath  that  flood, Losa 


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No.  254. 

Knowle5  Shaw. 


Drmging  in  ine  Sheaves. 


Qeorge  A.  Minor. 


I  Sowing  in  the  morning, sowing  seeds  of  kindness.Sowing  in  the  noontide  and  the  dewy  eves;  1 
■  \  Wait-ing  (or  the  harvest, and  the  time  of  reaping,  We  shall  J 


come  re-joic-ing 


bringing  in  the  sheave8.Bringmg  in  the  sheaves,Bringing  in  the  sheaves, We  shall  come  rejoicing.bringing  in  the  ikuTM. 

D.S. — Second  time. 

2. 


2  Sowing  in  the  sunshine,  sowing  in  the  shadows. 
Fearing  neither  clouds  nor  winter's  chilling  breeze; 
By  and  by  the  harvest  and  the  labor  ended, 
We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the  sheaves. 


3  Go  then,  ever  weeping,  sowing  for  the  Master, 
Though  the  loss  sustained  our  spirit  often  grieves; 
When  our  weeping's  over.  He  will  bid  us  welcome, 
We  shall  come  rejoicmg,  bringing  in  the  sheaves. 


No.  255.         Savior,  Like  a  Shepherd. 

Dorothy  A.  Thrupp.  _  William  B.  Bradbury. 


Sav  -  ior,  like  a  shep-herd  lead    us. 
In    Thy  pleas-ant  past-ures  feed    us, 


Much  we  need  Thy  tend'rest  care: 
For    our  use  Thy  folds  pre  -  pare: 


Bless  -  ed  Je 


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2  We  aie  Thine;  do  Thou  befriend  us, 
Be  the  Guardian  of  our  way; 
Keep  Thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us. 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray: 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Hear,  oh,  hear  us  when  we  pray. 

No.  256. 

Annie  L.  Walker. 


Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 
Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be; 

Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 
Grace  to  cleanse,  and  pow"r  to  free 

Blessed  Jesus, 
We  m\\  early  turn  to  Thee. 


4  Early  let  us  seek  Thy  favor, 
Early  let  us  do  Thy  will; 
Blessed  Lord  and  only  Savior, 
With  Thy  love  our  bQsoma  fiU: . 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  bast  loved  as,  love  us  still. 


Work,  for  the  Ni*hl  is  Coming, 

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Work  for  the  night  is  com-ing.  Work  thro'  the  morning  hours; 

Work  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, Work 'raid  springing  flow'rs.Work  when  the  day  grows 


1. 

D.C— Work  for  the  night  is  coming, When  man's  work  is  done. 


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2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming. 

Work  through  the  sunny  noon 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Jiest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  fljing  minute, 

Something  to  keep  in  store; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Wiieu  uiau  work«  do  mure. 


Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  sunset  sky; 
While'the  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  fliA. 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more. 
Work  while  the  night  is  darkening, 

When  mania  work  is  u'ec 


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No.  257, 


The  Solid  Rock. 


Rev.  Edward  Mote. 


•T  na.  Of  THC  itoiotx 


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Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 


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,    \  My    hope  it  built  on    noth-ing  less  Than  Je-sus'  blood  and  right-€oa3-ness;  )   q    Christ  the  S  1-id 
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2  When  darkness  veils  His  lovely  face  3  His  oath,  His  covenant,  His  blood  !4  When  He  shall  («■*  Rith  tnapet  i*u4 
I  rest  on  His  unchanging  grace;      I    Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood;'    0  may  I  then  in  Him  be  found. 
In  every  high  and  stormy  gale,       |    When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way. I     Drest  in  His  righteousness  alone, 


My  anchor  holds  within  the  vail.    |    He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay,    f   Faultless  to  stand  beforu  thd  tbrwtw. 


No.  258.     In  Evil  Long  I  Took  Delight. 

Joha  Newton.  English  Air. 


I.  lo     e  -  vil  long  I  took  delight,  Un-awed  by  shame  or  fear.    Till    a  new  ob-ject  struck  my  sight, 
Rkf.— I    do  be-Ueve,   I    now  be-lieve.  That  Je-sus  died  for  me;    And  thro' His  blood, His  precious  blood: 

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And  stopped  my  wild  ca-reer. 
1  shall  from  sin    be  free. 


Tr-y 


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2  I  saw  One  hanging  on  a  tree, 
In  agonies  and  blood. 
Who  fixed  His  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  His  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure  never  till  my  latest  breath 
Can  I  forget  that  look: 

Bit  seemed  to  charge  me  with  His 
Tho'  not  a  word  He  spoke. [death, 


4  My  conscience  felt  and  owned 
It  plunged  me  in  despair;  [the  guilt; 
I  saw  my  sins  His  blood  had  spilt. 
And  helped  to  nail  Him  there. 

3  A  second  look  He  gave,  which  said 
"I  freely  all  forgive; 
This  blood  is  for  Thy  ransom  paid; 
I  die  that  thou  mays;  live." 


No.  259 


Oh,  How  I  Love  Jesus. 


2  It  tells  m«  of  a  Savior's  love. 
Who  died  to  set  me  free; 
It  tdb  me  of  His  precious  Uood; 
The  Moaer 's  perfect  plea. 


3  It  tells  me  what  my  Father  hath 
In  store  for  every  day. 
And  tho'  I  tread  a  darksome  path, 
Tieldi  sonshijia  aO  the  way. 


I         l-vh  \  cause  He  first  loved  me. 


4  It  tells  of  One  whose  loving  heart 
Can  feel  my  deepest  woe. 
Who  in  each  sorrow  bears  a  part. 
That  none  can  bear  below. 


No.  260.     0  for  a  Thousand  Tongues, 


Pirtt  Tune. 


Jeremiah  logalU. 


1.  0     for    a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing  My  great  Re-deem-er's  praise;  The  glo-ries  of,  the    gfo  -  ries 

•^       (A^B.jTbeglo-rieBol     my   God  tDd 


of  my     God  and  King,  The  triumphs  of  His  grace, 
(T.)  The     glo-rios    of   my    God  az 
}od  aud         King, 

^i  J.  J.  A  A  A 


The    tri 
.)  Tbe     glo-rios    of   my    Jod  and  King, 
King,  The  glo-ries  of    my      God  aud         King, 


His  gracel 


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No.  261 


0  For  a  Thousand  Tongues. 

Arr.  by  Lowell  Mason. 


SeeoTid  Tune. 


'^^UjlM^^^^ 


1.  0  for  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing  My  great  Redeemer's  praise; 

2.  My  gracious  Maa-ter  and  my  God,  As '-sist  me    to  pro-claim, 

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The  glo  -  ries  of  my  God  and  King,  The  triumphs  of  His  grace! 
To  spread  thro'  all  the  earth  a-broad,The  bon-ors  of  Thy  oame. 


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3  Jesus!  the  name  that  charms  our 

fears. 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tia  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  canceled 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free;    [sin, 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest 
clean. 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  He  speaks,  and  listening  to  His 

voice. 
New  life  the  dead  receive; 
The  moumful,broken  hearts  rejoica 
The  humble  poor  belitve. 


No.   262, 

I.  Watts. 


Gome  Holy  Spirit. 


Wuh  Tansur. 


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1.  Come,    Ho 

2.  J^ook,    how 

3.  In         vain 

4.  Come,    Ho 


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these    earth   -  ly  toys; 


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for    •    mal  songs,  In  vain       we       strive      to     rise; 

Heav'n   -  ly  Dove,  With  all  thy    quick'n  -  ing  pow'rs; 

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Our  souls. 
Ho  •  san 
Come,  shed 


a  flame      of       sa     •    cred  love       In  these  cold    hearts       of     ours. 

how  heav    -    i   -    ly          they    go,      To  reach  e     -   ter    -   nal  joys, 

nas  Ian     •   guish     on       our  tongues,   And  our  de    •     vo    •  tion    dies, 

a     •  broad        a      Sav    •  ior's    love,      And  that  shall      kin   •   die    ours. 

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No.  263, 

Isaac  Watts. 


Am  I  a  Soldier? 

First  Tune. 


Thos.  A.  Arne. 


r- sr 

Am  I  ft  soldier  of  the  crocs,  A  follower  of  the  Lamb,  And  shall  I  fear  to  owo  His  cause.Or  blush  to  speak  His  n%mt,f 


2  Most  I  be  camed  to  the  skies 
On  flowery  beds  of  ease,       [prize, 
While  others  (ought  to  win  the 
And  sailed  thro'  bloody  seas?         i 


No.  264. 

John  Newton 


!3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 
Most  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

Amazing  Grace, 

Second  Tune. 

I  I.  J  IlJZs^ 


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4  Since  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign, 
Increase  my  courage.  Lord; 
ru  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  Thy  word. 


Arr.  by  E.  O.  Excell. 


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1.  Amazin; grace!  how  rweet  the  sound.  That  sared  a  wretch  like  me!  I  once  was  lost.but  now  am  fosod.  Vu  bliid.kit  ■««  I  m. 


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5  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  3  Thro'  many  dangers,  toils  ^d 


And  grace  my  fears  relieved ;[  to  fe.ir 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear 
The  hour  I  first  believed! 


have  already  come;  [snares, 

'Tifl  grace  hath  bro't  me  safe  thus 


4  When  we've  been  there  tent  hou- 
Bright  shining  as  the  sun, [sand  years 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's 


And  grace  will  lead  noe borne,  [iarj    Than  when  we  first  begun.    [praiM 


No.  265.     1  Love  Thy  Kingdom,  Lord. 

Timothy  Dwight. 


Q.  F.  Handel. 


1. 1  lore  Thy  klDpdom.Lord.The  hoose  of  Thine  abode.The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved  With  His  own  precious  blood 


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2  I  love  Thy  Church,  0  God; 
Her  waUs  before  Thee  stand. 
Dear  as  the  appi?  of  Thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  Thy  haod. 


3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall; 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given. 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 


4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 
I  prize  her  heavenly  ways,  [vows, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 


No.  266.    Must  Jesus  Bear  the  Gross  Alone? 


Tho*.  Shepherd. 


Fourth  Tuiu. 


Geo,  N.  Allen 


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4  UpoB  the  crystal  pavement,  down, 
At  Jesus  pierced  feet. 
Joyful,  I'll  cast  my  golden  crown. 
And  His  dear  name  repeat. 


2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above. 
Who  once  went  sorrowing  here! 
Bat  now  ther  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  >rithout  a  tear. 


No.  267. 


3  The  consecrated  cross  I'D  bear, 
Till  death  shall  set  me  free; 
And  then  go  home  my  cro'wn  to  wear, 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

Remember  Me. 


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'  V).-Uelp  me.  dear  Satior.Tbee  to  owo.And  STor  faithful  be;  And  when  Thou  sittest  oo  Thy  ihrooo.O  Lord,  rcciomber  me. 


No. 


268 
s. 


Only  Trust  Mim. 


J.  H.  Stockton. 


1.  Come  ev  -  'ry  ooni  by  sin  opproBs'd,  There's  mercy  with  the  Lord,  And  He  will  surely  give  yon  rest  By 

2.  For  Jp  -  8U8  shed  His  precious  blood,  Rich  bless-ings  to  bestow;  Plunge  now  in-to  the  crimson  flood  That 

3.  Yes,  Je  -  sus  is  the  Truth,  the  Way,  That  leads  you  b-to  rest;  Be  -  lieve  in  Him  with-out  de-lay,  And 

4.  Come,  then,  and  job  this  ho  -  ly  band.  And  on  to  glo  -  ry  go.  To  dwell  b  that  ce-les-tial  land,  Where 


tnist-ing  in  His  word, 
wasb-ee  white  as  snow, 
you  are  hil  -  ly  blest, 
joys  im-mor-tal  flow. 


»  On  •  ly  trust  Him,  on  •  ly  trust  Him,  On-!y  trust  Hud  now;  I 

1  He   will  save  you.  He  will  save  you.  He  will  {  save  yoo  now. 


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No.  269. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


0  Happy  Day, 


E.  Jr.  Rimbault. 


2    f  0  hap  -  py  day  that  fixed  my  choice  On  Thee,  my  Sav-ior  and  my  God  I ) 

'  \  Well  may  this  gloVbg.  heart  re  -  joice,  And  tell  its  rap-tures  all  a-broad.  f 

2    f  0  hap  -  py  bond,  that  seals  my  vows  To  Him  who  mer  -  its  all  my  love!  \ 

\  Let  cheerful  an-thems  fill  His  bouse,  While  to  that  sacred  ehrbe  I  move.  / 


Hap-py  day,  bap-py  day, 
Hap-py  day,  hap-py  day, 


When  Jesus  washed  my  sbs  away  I 


He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray  t 
And  live  re  -  joic  -  bg  ev-'ry  day;  \ 


No.    270. 

Wm.  P.  Mackay. 


Revive  Us  Again, 


3  'Tis  done  this  great  tranMctIoB*t 
done; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  He  is  mio«; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on. 
Charmed  to  conf eee  the  voice  dj^bft. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart; 
Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest; 
Nor  ever  from  Ihy  Lord  depart. 
Witl)  Him  of  every  good  possessed. 

J.  J.  HtisbaiM! 


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1.  We  praise  Thee,  0  God!  For  the  Son  of  Thy  love,      For    Je  -  sus  who  died  And  is  now  gone  il  •  bove 

2.  We  praise  Thee,  0  God!  For  Thy  Spir  -  it  of  light.    Who  has  shown  us  our  Sayior.And  scattered  our  night. 

3.  All  glo  •  ry  and  praise  To  the  Lamb  that  was  slab,.Who  has  borne  all  our  sbs  And  has  cleansed  ev'ry  stain. 

4.  Re  -  vive  us    a  -  gab;  Fill  each  heart  with  Thy  love;  May  each  soul  be  re-kbdled  With  fire  from  a-bove 


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No.  271.       I  Love  To  Tell  The  Story. 

Katherine  Hankey .  vtco  av  »t«MMioN  or  w>r.  o.  riRCHi*.  Williain  O.  Fischer. 


1.  I  love  to  tell  the  eto  -  ry    Of   un  -  seen  things  a-bove,  Of     Je  -  sus    and  His    glo  -  ry 

2.  I  love  to  tell  the  sto  -  ry;  More  won-der-ful  it    seems  Than  all  the  gold  -  en  fan  -  eie» 

3.  I  love  to  tell  the  sto  -  ry;  'Tis  pleas  -  ant  to  re  -  peat  What  seems,  each  time  I  tell    it, 

4.  I  love  to  tell  the  sto-  ry;  For  those  who  know  it  best  Seem  hun-ger  -  ing  and  thirst-ing 


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Je  -  sus  and  His  love.  I  love 

Of     all    our  gold-en  dreams.  I  love 

More'won  -  der  -  ful  -  ly  sweet.  I  love 

To     hear    it    like  the  rest.  And  when 

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to  tell  the  sto  -  ry, 

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It    did     so  much  for    me; 
For  some  have  ncv  -  er      heard 
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It      sat  -  is  -  fies  my  long  -  ings  As  noth  -  ing  else  would  do. 

And  that     is  just  the  rea  •  son  I    tell    it    now     to    thee.      I    love   to  tell    the    sto 

The   me«  -  sage  of  sal  -  va  -  tion  From  God's  own  Ho-ly  Word. 

•Twill  be     the  old,  old  sto'  -  ry  That  I  have  lov'd  so    long. 


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No.  272. 


Mrs.  Elizabeth  Codner. 


Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 


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1.  Lord,   I  hear  of  show're  of  bless  -  ing 

2.  Pass  me  not,  0     God,  ray  Fa  -  ther 

3.  Pass  me  not,  0    gra  -  cious  Sav  -  ior, 

4.  Love   of  God,  so  pare  and  change-less, 


2?  •        C^ 

Thon  art  scatt'ring  full  and  free;  Show'rs,  the  thirst-y  land  re- 
Sin  -  ful  tho'  my  heart  may  be;  Thou  mightst  leave  me,  but  the 
Let  me  live  and   cling  to  Thee;    I    am  long -ing  for  Thy 
Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free;  Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and 


_        -      "-2? 9  _       _     _ 

fresh-ing;  Let  some  drops  how  fall  on  me; 
rath  -  er;  Let  Thy  mer  -  cy  light  on  me; 
fa-vor;  Whilst  Thou'rt  calling,  0  call  me; 
boundless  Mag  -  ni  -  fy  them    all    in  me; 


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E  -  ven  me,  e  -  ven  me,   Let  some  drops  now  fall  on  me" 

E  -  ven  me,  e  -  ven  me,   Let  Thy  mer  -  cy  light  on  me. 

E  -  ven  me,  e  -  ven  me.  Whilst  Thou'rt  calling.O  call  me. 

E  •  ven  me,  e  •  ven  me,    Mag  •  ni  •  fy  them  all  in  me. 


No.  273. 


The  Mome  Over  There. 


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D.  W.  C.  tluatlngton. 


T.  C.  O'KANE,  OWNER  OF  eOI>YltMMT. 


Tulllus  C.  O'Kane. 


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the  home  o-ver  there,  By  the  eide  of  the  riv  -  er  of  light,        Where  the  samts,  all  im- 

2.  0  ttdnk  of  the  friends  o-ver  there,  Who  be-fore  us  the  journey  have  trod,      Of  the  songs  that  they 

3.  My  Sav  -  ior    is  now  o-ver  there.  There  my  kindreds  and  friends  are  at  rest.  Then  a  -  way  from  my 

4.  I'U  soon  be  at  home  o-ver  there.  For  the  end  of  my  jour-ney  I    see;        Ma  -  ny  dear  to    my 


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mor-tal  and  fair.  Are  robed  in  their  garments  of  white.     0  -  ver  there,    o-ver  there,      0  think  of  the 
breathe  on  the  air,  In  their  home  in  the  palace  of  God.  0  think  of  the 

sor  •  row  and  care.  Let  me  6y  to  the  land  of  the  blest.  My  Sav-ior  is 

heart,  o  -  ver  there.  Are  watching  and  waiting  for  me.OTsrthert.        Over  there,    overthere.I'll  soon  be  at 

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home  over  there,  O-ver  there,  o-ver  there,  o-ver  there,  0  think  of  the  home  o-ver  there. 

friends  over  there,  0  think  of  the  friends  o-ver  there, 

now     over  there.  My  Sav-ior  is    now    o-ver  there, 

home  over  there,eT«TUier9.  Over  there.  .  I'll  soon  be  at  home  o-ver  there. 


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No.  274.     On  Jordan's  Stormy  Banks. 


Rev.  Samuel  5tcnnett. 


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T.  C.  O'KANE,  OWNFR  OF 


T.  C.  O'Kane. 

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,    <  On   Jor  -  dan's  8torm-y  banks  I  stand,   And  cast  a    wish  -  ful    eye,       } 

1  To  Ca  -  naaa's  fair  and  hap  -  py  land,  Where  \  my  pos  -  ses  -  sions  lie. 

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the  ev  -  er  -  green  shore, 

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2  O'er  all  those  wide-pitendedplams, 
Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
Aud  scatters  night  away. 


3  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
And  be  forever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  Hia  bosom  rest? 


Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 
Woulfi  here  no  longer  stay; 

Tbo'  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roD, 
Fearles*  I'd  launch  away. 


No.  275.    The  Son  of  God  Goes  Forth  to  War. 


R.  Heber. 


Firtt  Tune. 


H.  5.  Cutler. 


1.  Tbe  Sod  oI  Ood  goes  forth  to  war.A  kingly  crown  to  gain:His  blood-red  banner  streams  a(ar;Who  loUows  in  His  train? 


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That  martyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye 
Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave; 
Who  saw  His  Master  in  tbe  sky; 
And  called  on  Him  to  save. 
Like  Him  .with  pardon  on  His  tongue 
In  midst  of  mortal  pain,      [wTong, 
He  pray'd  for  them   that  did  the 
Who  foUovs  ia  His  train? 


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A  noble  army,  men  ?nd  boys, 
The  matron  and  tbe  maid, 
Around  the  Savior's  throne  rejoice, 
In  robes  of  light  arrayed; 
They  climbed  the  steep  ascent  of 
Thro'  peril,  toil,  and  pain,  [heav'n, 
0  God,  to  us  may  grace  be  giv'n. 
To  follow  in  their  train. 


3  A  noble  band,  the  chosen  few, 
On  whom  the  Spirit  came;    [knew 
Twelve  valiant  saints,their  hope  they 
And  mock'd  the  cross  and  flame. 
They  met  the  tyrant's  brandish'd 
The  lion's  gory  mane;  [steel, 

They  bowed  their  heads  the  stroke 
Who  fallows  in  their  train?[to  feel. 


No.  276. 


Thy  Word  is  a  Lamp. 


1  Thy  word  is  to  my  feet  a  lamp, 
And  to  my  path  a  light, 
I  will  perform,  as  I  have  sworn, 
To  keep  Thy  judgments  right. 
I  with  affliction  very  sore 
Ajn  ovewhebned,  0  Lord; 
In  mercy  raise  and  quicken  me. 
According  to  Thy  word. 


Psalm  119.  First  or  Second  Tune. 
2  The  free-vrill  oB'ringB  of  my  mouth 
Accept,  I  Thee  beseech, 
And  unto  me,  0  Lord,  do  Thou 
Thy  judgments  clearly  teach. 
Tho'  still  my  soul  be  in  my  hand, 
Thy  laws  I'U  not  forget; 
I  erred  not  from  them,  tho'  for  me 
The  wicked  snares  did  set. 


I  of  Thy  testimonies  have 
Above  all  things  made  choice, 
To  be  my  heritage  for  aye, 
For  they  my  heart  rejoice. 
With  care  I  have  my  heart  inclined, 
That  it  should  still  attend 
Thy  statutes  always  to  observe. 
And  keep  them  to  the  end. 


No  277, 


Joy  to  the  World. 


I.  Watt5. 


Second  Tune. 


Q.  F.  Handel. 


1.  Joj  to  the  world!  the  Lord  is  come;  Let  earth  re-ceive  her  King;  Let  ev  •   'ry  heart  pre-pare  Him 

2.  Joy  to  the  world!  the  Sav-ior  reigns;  Let  men  then:  songs  em-ploy;  While  fields  and  floods,rocks,hills,and 

3.  No  more  let  sin  and  sor- row  grow,  Nor  thorns  in-fest  tbe  ground;  He  comes  to    make  His  bless  •  iugs 
'4.  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace.  And  makes  the  na-tions  prove  Th^  glo  -  ries    of   His  right-eous- 

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room,  And  heav'n  and  nature  sing, 
plains,  Repeat  the  sounding  joy, 
flow     Far  as  tbe  curse  is  found, 


And  heav'n  and  nature  sing.  And  heav'n,  and  heav'n  and  natnre  sing. 

Re-peat  the  sounding  joy,      Re  -  peat,  re  -  peat  the  sounding  joy. 

Far  as  tbe  curse  is  found.      Far      as,     far     as    the  curse  U  foond. 


ness,    And  woodeca  of  His  love.        And  won-ders  of  His  love,      And  won-ders,   won-ders  of  His  love. 


And  kMT'a  tad  a^  •  tiuc    iiax, 


No.  278.    Guide  Me,  0  Thou  Great  Jehovah, 


William  WUIiams. 


FirU  TuM. 


ThonuM  Hastiags. 


I  Guide  me,  0  Thou  great  Je-ho-vah,  Pilgrim  thro'  this  bar-ten  land; 


VI     am  weak,  but  Thou  art  mighty, Keep  me  with  Thy  pow'r-ful  hand;  /"Bread  of  heaven.  Feed  me  till  J 
_    r  0  -  pen  now  the  crys-tal  fountain,  Whence  the  healing  wa-ters  flow;    ■» 

I  Let    the    fiery,    cloud-y  pil  -  lar,  Lead  me  all  my  journey  through:   /  Strong  Deliverer,  Be  Thou  still  my 

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strength  and  shield;  Strong  Deliverer,Be  Thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 


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3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Bear  me  thro'  the  swelling  correat, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  sida: 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  Thee. 


No.  279,    Good  News. 

First  •r  Second  Tune. 

1  On  the  moontain's  top  api>earing, 

Lol  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
2iion,  long  in  hostile  lands: 

Mourning  captive! 
God  himsslf  shall  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee; 

Ee  himself  appears  thy  Friend; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end: 

Great  deliverance 
2ion'6  King  will  sorely  send.. 


No.  280.    Hallelujah! 

Fir$t  or  Second  Tune. 

1  0  Thou  God  of  my  salvation, 

My  Redeemer  from  aU  sin; 
Moved  by  Thy  divine  compassion, 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  Thee; 
Where  shall  I  Thy  praise  beginf 

2  Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Savior; 

He  hath  brought  salvation  near; 
Manifests  His  pardoning  favor; 
And  when  Jesus  doth  appear. 

Soul  and  body 
ShaU  His  glorious  image  bear. 

3  While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying, 

"Glory  to  the  great  I  AM," 
I  with  them  wiU  still  be  vying— 
"Glory!  glory  to  the  Lamb! 
0  how  precious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name] 


No.  281. 

Thomas  Kelly. 


Hark!  Ten  Thousand, 


Second  Tune. 


Lowell  Mason. 


Harkl  ten-thousand 
"^^  1  Je  -  sus  reigns,  and 
D.C.-Hal-le-lu-jah, 


harps  and  voices  Sound  the  note  of  praise  above; 
heav'n  rejoices,  Je  -  sus  reigns,  the  God  of  love, 
Hal-le-lu- jahl  Hal-le-lu- jah,  A      -     men. 


See,  He  sits  on  yonder  throne, 

S««,  He  sits  on  7on-4.r  IhtoB.. 


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2  Jesus,  hail!  whose  glory  brightens, 
All  above,  and  gives  it  worth; 
Lord  of  life,  Thy  smile  enlightens, 
Cheers  and  charms  Thy  saints  on 
earth; 
When  we  think  of  love  like  Thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine: 


3  King  of  glory,  reign  forever; 
Thine  an  everlasting^  crown; 
Nothing  from  Thy  love  shall  sever 
Those  whom  Thou  hast  mad* 
Thine  own; 
Happy  objects  of  Thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  Thy  face.         li 


Blessin*  and  Honor. 

COPYRIGHT,  1B98,  BY  A.  BEIRLY. 

WitA  dignity,    yot  too/ad.  used  by  per. 


No.  282 

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Alfred  Beirly.  Mue.  Doc. 


1.  Bless-ing,  and  hon  -  or,  and  glo  -  ry,  and  pow'r,Wis-dom,  and  rich-es,  and 

2.  Give  we  the  glo  -  ry  and  praise  to  the  Lamb,  Take  we  the  robe,  and  the 


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No.  283.      Trust  Ye  In  The  Mighty  God. 


J.  HENRY  6H0WALTER,  OWNER. 


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Trust  Ye  in  the  Lord. 


J.  HENRY  aHOWALTER,  OWNER. 


J.  Henry  Showalter. 


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Rejoice  in  the  Lord. 


J.  HENRY  8H0WALTER,  OWNER.  J.  Henry  5howalter. 


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Praise  Ye  the  Lord. 

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1.  Bright  hosts  in  worlds  a-bove,  Praise  ye  the  Lord;Mortals  who  know  His  love, 

2.  He     marks  the  sparrow's  fall,  Praise  ye  the  Lord;  He  holds  this  earthly  ball, 

3.  Thro'  His  a-bound-ing  grace,  Praise  ye  the  Lord;  Mortals  shall  see  His  face, 

4.  Bright  hosts  in  worlds  a  -  bove,Praise  ye  the  Lord;Mortals,  who  know  His  love, 


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Praise  ye  the  Lord;  In       white  at    His  right  hand,  Shall   they  un- 

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strams  to    Him,        0  saint  and     ser  -  a  -  phim,  Praise  ye  the  Lord, 

truth   pro  -  found,   He  placed  your  won-drous  bound,  Praise  ye  the  Lord, 

num  -  bered  stand,      A    blest,  re  -  deem  -  ed   band.  Praise  ye  the  Lord, 

strains  to    Him,       0   saint  and     ser  -  a  -  phim.  Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

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No.  287. 


Oh.  Mow  Excellent. 


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No,  288.  0  Give  Thanks  Unto  the  Lord. 


From  1  Cbronicles  16:  8-11.  28. 


HENRY  6H0WALTER,  OWNER. 


\l.  Henry  Showalter. 


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Hark!  the  Song  of  Jubilee! 


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INDEX. 


Titles  in  Capitals;  First  Lines  in  Roman. 


A     CHARGE    TO     KEEP     249 

A   friend  have   I   who    ...    24 

A  LITTLE  BIT  OF  LOVE  ...  27 
A  SINNER  M.\DE  WHOLE  .  52 
A    SINNER    SAVED    BY     173 

A  Stranger  stands  outside  126 

Abide  with   me   223 

Abiding    love     91 

Abiding  presence    95 

All  hail,  immanuel  ...  8 
All  hail  the  power  203-5 
All  the  earth  shall  . .  5 
All  the  way  my  Savior  13 
All  to  Jesus  I  surrender  139 
Along  the  river  of  time  14 

Amazing    grace    264 

Am   I   a  soldier?    263 

As  I  cling  to  the  hand  of  39 
As  the  life  boat  may  go  61 
As  the  sunlight  breaks  . .  79 
Ask  what  thou  wilt  ....  10 
Assembled  Lord  in  thy  83 
Awake  my  soul  in  joyful  235 

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Be  a   blessing    

Be  thou  our  guide   .... 

Beaulah    land    

Behold,   he  comes    

Beautiful   isle    

Blessed  be  the  name  .. 
Blessed  Lord,  send  forth 
Blessing  and  honor  . . . 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  . 
Break  thou  the  bread  . 
Breathe  upon  us  holy 
Bright  hosts  in  the  worlds 

Bring  them   in    

Bringing  in  the  sheaves 


92 

20 
177 
15s 

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208 

89 
282 
247 
234 

31 
286 
192 
254 


Calling  the  prodigal   .. 
Can  the  Lord  depend  on 

Care    for    me    

Childhood,  home  and   .. 

Christ   arose    

Christ  will  me  his  aid    . . 

Christmas    carol     

Clinging  close  to  his  .. 
Come  every  soul   by  sin 

Come    holy   spirit    

C-omt   home,  come   liumc 


Come  thou  almighty    ..212 
Come   to   our    Father's    . .   48 

Come   unto   me    82 

Come  while  God  is  calling  56 
Come  ye  disconsolate   ..240 

Could    T    tetx    tt    t  ?  <; 

Count  it  all  joy   30 

Count  your  blessings   . .  65 


Dark  the  way  and  dreary  158 
Departed  friends  where  147 
Don't  you  want  to  go  141 
Down  at  the  cross  where  206 
Do  you  know  sweet  peace  43 
Do    you    know   the    world    27 

Draw    me   nearer    70 

Draw  nigh  to  God  ....  81 
Dreams    of    a    land    mine  36 


Eternity  is  drawing  near   138 
Even    me    272 


Fade,  fade,  each  earthly  202 
Failing  in  strength  when  17 
Faith  of  our  fathers   ..167 

Faith's    prayer    9 

Fill  me  now    163 

Follow   me   106 

Following    Jesus    90 

For  he  careth  for  you  41 
From   over   hill   and   plain   87 

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Galilee     15^ 

Gathering  beautiful  ..102 
Gathering  to  the  home  146 
Get  you  ready  for  the  138 
Glorious  fountain  ....253 
Glory  to  his  name  ....206 
God  is  calling  the  prodigal  80 
Gone    from   my   heart    ...   40 

Good    news     279 

Grace  enough  for  me  .  64 
Growing  dearer  each  day  38 
Growing  up  for  Jesus  .195 
Guide  me  oh  thou  great  278 


Had    we    only    sunshine     179 
Hallelujah,    we    shall    130 

Happy    praises    109 

Hark,    joyful    news,    the    135 


Hark  ten  thousand  ...281 
Hark  the  song  of  Jubilee  289 
Hark  the  voice  of  Jesus  210 
Hark  'tis  the   Shepherd's   19^ 

Harvest    song     164 

Hear   him   calling    153 

Hear  the  voice  of  Jesus  50 
Heavenly  Father  Let  me  103 
Heaven  is  my  home  ....215 
He  is  so  precious  to  me  37 
He   knoweth   the  way    .    12 

He   knows  it  all    51 

Help  somebody  today  ..108 
High   as  the  mountain    . .    58 

Higher   ground    32 

Holy,   holy,    holy    199 

Hope  enters  within  the  26 
Hold  up  the  grand  old  76 
Hosanna  to  the  Savior's  35 
Hover  o'er  me  Holy  163 
How  sweet  is  his  love  21 
How  sweet  is  the  love  of  38 
How    sweet    the    thought    33 

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I  am  a  stranger  here    ...    96 

I  am  coming  Lord    244 

I  am  coming  to  the  207,  21J 
I    am    drifting    down    the  73 

I  am  happy  in  him    46 

I  am  satisfied  with  Jesus  94 
I  am  thine,  O  Lord  ....  70 
I  am  thinking  today  of  145 
I  AM  trusting  Lord  in  213 
I  can  hear  my  Savior  .  .  28 
I  dreamed  one  night  not  191 
I  gave  my  life  for  thee  135 
I  have  a  song  I  love  to  57 
I  have  heard  of  a  land  74 
I  hear  thy  Savior  say  ..246 
I  hear  thy  welcome  voice  244 

I       HOPE      TO       meet       you    I37 

I  know  my  Heavenly  ...  19 
I  know  not  the  field  ....  12 
I   lean  my  head  on  Jesus'  67 

I    LOVE   HIM    40 

I     LOVE     THY     kingdom      :.26S 

I    LOVE    TO    GO    TO     II7 

I  LOVE  TO  TELL  THE  STORY      27I 

I  love  to  think  my  Father  51 
I  met  a  stranger  fair  to  123 
I   must  needs  go  home  by  62 

I  NKED  THLt  tVLRV  HOUR  100 
I    REMEMBER   CALVARY    ....IIJ 


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I    SURRENDER    ALL i  39  \ 

1   Stand  all  amazed    78  i 

I  think  God  gives  tlie  ..190 
I  want  to  be  more  like   . .      3 

I    WILL    NOT    FORGET    THEE       1 6 

I   will   sing  of   my    183 

If  I  could  tell  of  Jesus  115 
If  we're  only  faithful  18 
If  you   would  be  set  free   81 

I'll  be  a  sunbeam    189 

I'll  go  where  you  want  182 

I'll  live  for  him    171 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here  21'? 
I'm  pressing  on  the  ....  32 
I'm  saved  by  the  blood  54 
In  a  world  where  sorrow  159 
In  evil  long  I  took  ..258 
In  the  cleft  of  the   ..   58 

In   the  judgment   107 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  228 
In  the  light  of  his  love  114 
In     looking     through     my  64 

In    the    resurrection    13'' 

Is  he  satisfied  with  me  94 

It   is   love    29 

It  may  not  be  on  the  ..182 
It  is  wonderful  love  to  22 
I've  a  message  from  my  214 
I've  reached  the  lar.d  of  177 
I've  wandered   far  away    125 


Jesus  bids  us  shine 193 

Jesus  comes  with  power  120 
Jesus,  I  my,  Mozart  ...211 
Jesus  I  my  cross,  Richards  9° 
Jesus  is  able  to  save  . .  47 

Jesus    is    calling    84 

Jesus  lover  of  my    ...238-9 

Jesus  loves  me   194 

Jesus  paid  it  all   246 

Jesus    Savior    pilot    me   229 

Jesus   shall   reign    237 

Jesus  the  Savior  is  calling  84 
Jesus  trod  the  path  before  88 
Jesus  wants  me  for  a  ..189 
Jesus  when  he  left  the  197 
Jesus  will  let  you  in  . .   48 

Joy  to  the  world 277 

Just  a  little  nearer  ..103 
Just  a  word  for  Jesus  176 
Just  as  I  am   245 

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Keep  the  heart  singing  34 


Land  of  the  unsettinu  140 
Lead,  kindly  light  ....233 
Lead  mc  dear  Lord  by  . .     9 


Lead    me   gently    home    161 

Leaning    on    the    11 

Let   every    one    who    feels     4 

Let   him    in    85 

Let  the  song  ring  out  77 
Like  a  chime  of  silver  ..106 
Little  children,  praise  ,.196 
Little  ones  like  me   ...197 

Little    sunbeams    190 

Lo,    in   the   grave   he  lay   165 

Look  all  around  you 108 

Look  and  live,  Showalter  50 
Look   and    live,    Haydn    214 

Look    to   Jesus    243 

Look  the  harvest  field  is  164. 
Lord  I  hear  of  showers  272 
Lord,  I'm  coming  home  125 
Lord   make  me   wise    ....112 

Love   divine    209 

Loving    kindness     235 

Loyalty   to   Christ    ....   87 

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Majestic  sweetness  ...200 
JiIake  me  a  blessing  . . .  184 
Master,  the  tempest  is  172 
May  I   BE  faithful    ....    15 

More   like  Jesus    3 

More    like    thee    119 

More  like  the  master  118 
Must  Jesus  bear  the  266 
My  bark  is  on  a  troubled  26 
My  faith   looks   up  to  225 

My    father    knows    19 

My  Jesus  as  thou  wilt  232 
My  Jesus,  I  love  thee  .241 
Mv  hope  is  built  on  ....257 
My  life,  my  love  I   give   171 

My    redeemer     183 

I^Iy  soul  be  on  thy  ....248 
My  soul  is  so  happy  in  46 
My   talents  are   few    ....127 


Nearer  my  God  to  thee  216 

Neath    the    King's    77 

Now  just   a   word    for    ..176 


O  beautiful   banner   for    .    23 

O  beautiful,  blue  Galilee   152 

O  bliss  of  the  purified   ..250 

O  blissful  state   when  we   41 

O  could  I  SPEAK  the  ..226 
O  FOR  A  thousand  2o8,  260-I 
O     GIVE     THANKS     UNTO     ..288 

O  God  TO  thee  I  pray   ..44 

O    happy  day    269 

O    how    excellent    2S7 

O  how  I  LOVE  Jesus  ...259 


O  how  oft  my  fancy  ...is6» 
O  IT  IS  wonderful  ....  7S 
O   Jesus    thou   art    222; 

O     MAKE    me    WISE     112: 

O    SING   OF    HIS    MIGHTY     ..250> 

O  softly  the  spirit  is  ...184- 
O    sweet    is    the    story    of    76* 

O    THAT    WILL    BE    GLORY     .I36 

O  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  49 
O  think  of  the  home  ..273, 
O  THOU  God  of  my    ....280- 

O  THOU    THAT    HEAREST     .  .    6S 

O  TURN     YE,    O    TURN     YE    242: 

O  WELCOME    REST     67 

O  WHAT    A    CHANGE     55 

O  wliat  shall  it  profit  ..ii6 
O  wonderful  is  Jesus'  love  2Z 
O  worship  the  King,  . .  r 
O  j'c  gospel  heralds  ....  99> 
On  every  side  a  voice  I  121 
On-  Jordan's    stormy     ...274 

On    THE    MOUNTAIN     TOP     .279) 

On  the  radiant  threshold  20 
On  to  the  land  of  glory  162: 
Once  the  voice  of  Christ  iio» 
Only   a   pilgrim   here   and     2 

Only   trust    him    26S 

Onward  Chris.,  Excell  9S 
Onward  Chris.,  Sullivan  19S 
Our    sainted    dead    147 

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Peace  through  the   ....   56- 

Traise   the   Lord    196- 

Praise  our  great  Redeemer  7 
Praise  ye  the,  Sweeney  6- 
Praise  YE  the,  Sullivan  286' 
Praises,  praises,  happy  1091 
Prepare  thy  God  to  ..121 
Prodigal   child    18S 

Ready  for  the  judoment  33. 
Rejoice  in   the  Lord    ..285. 

Remember    me    267 

Repeat    the    story   o'er    ..129 

Revive   us  again    270 

Rock  of  ages   230 

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Safe     45 

Safely   through    231 

Salvation   is  mi.ne   53 

Saved  by  the  elood 54 

Savior,  bless  a  little  cliild  157 
Savior,  come  abide  with  91 
Savior,  like  a  shepherd  255 
Savior,  thy  dying  love  .  .ai7 
Scatter    sunshine    159 

St.ND   FORTH    THV    WORKERS  89 


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SllEPHERDi?    ABIUI.NC    IN     ..134 

Since  I  have  been  ....  57 
So  precious  is  Jesus  ....  37 
Softly  and  tenderly  ..151 
Some   day   I    will   reap    ..14.2 

Some    happy    day    142 

Some  one  must  struggle  185 
Some  sweet  day  I  shall  140 
Some  where  the  sun  is  72 
Somebody  did  a  golden    ..66 

Somebody    knows    17 

Somebody   must    184 

Something  for  Jesus  ..217 
Something  for  thee  ..127 
Songs  in  the  night  ....  69 
Songs  of  the  kingdom  2 
Sowing  in  the  morning  254 
Sowing  the  seed  by  the  170 
Speed  the  kingdom  ....  4 
Stand  fast  in  his  love  93 
Stand  up  for  Jesus  ...220 
Standing  fast  in  Jesus   ..105 

Sweet  by  and   by    218 

Sweet  is  the  promise  . .  16 
Sweet   is   the   work    ,..290 

Sweet    praise    7 

Sweeter    than    all    ....131 

Sun  of  my  soul   224 

Sunshine  and  rain    ....179 

Sunshine   bearer    158 

Sunshine  in  the  soul  .181 


Take  Jesus  for  your  . ,  42 
Take  the  name  of  Jesus  169 
Tell  the  blessed  story  75 
Tell  what  Jesus  does  for  75 
That  beautiful  land  . .  74 
The  answering  time  ..  10 
The    beautiful    banner    23 

The    best    gift    43 

The    blood    49 

The  children's  hosanna  191 
Tlie  Christmas  time  has  122 
The  conouering  lion  of  63 
The    fields   are    white    to    168 

The  gate   ajar    219 

The  golden  shore  ....  73 
The  government   shall    128 


The  grand  old  P.ibi  e  ..  71 
Tun  great  physician  ..20: 
The  half  has  never  ..129 
The  heavenly  home  ...143 
The  hope  of  the  world  61 
The  home  over  there  273 
The  king's  business   ...   96 

The   light   of   the    97 

The  man  of  galilee  ...123 
The  Master  has  gone  to  15 
The  morning  light  is  22) 
The  Savior's  smile  ....  79 
The   slighted   stranger    126 

The    solid    rock    257 

The  song  of  triumph  ..ioi 
The  sons  of  God  go  . . .  .275 
The  sure  foundation  . .  59 
The  victory  may  depend  187 
The  way  of  the  cross  62 
The  wiloLE  wide  world  175 
The  wonderful  story  .  76 
The  wonderful  cross  .149 
There  is  a  fountain  .252-3 
There  is  a  gate  that  ....219 
There  is  a  name  I  love  259 
There  is  a  wideness  in  227 
There  is  a  work  on  . . .  1 1 1 
There  is  pardon  at  the  133 
There  is  something  in  my  29 
There's  a  danger  in  the  186 
There's  a  land  that  is  ..218 
There's  a  song  in  my  ..  52 
There's  a  stranger  at  the  85 
There's  sunshine  in  my  181 
There  stands  a  Rock  ...  59 
Thou  abideth  ever  with  95 
Through  the  shining  gate  148 
Through  the  land  a  call  187 
Thy  kingdom  come  ....174 
Thy  Word  is  a  lamp  .  .276 
To    the    briglit    heavenly    143 

To  THE  work    166 

Touch  not!  taste  not  186 
Trust  ye  in  the  Lord  284 
Trust  ye  in  the  mighty  2S3 
Turn   a  new  leaf  fow   ..124 


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Walking   in   the   king's   104 

Walking    in    the    160 

Weak  and  unworthy  ....173 
We  all  must  stand  in  ..107 
We  are  going  to  glory,  146 
We  are  marching  on  ....114 
W'e  are  marching  under  loi 
We  have  an  anchor  ..180 
We  may  lighten  toil  and  34 
W^e  praise  thee  O  God  270 
We  shall  reach  the  shore  18 
We  shall  stand  before  144 
We  will  follow  thee  iio 
We're  bound  for  glory  ..104 
What  a  blessing  is  his  25 
AVhat  a  fellowship,  what  a  1 1 
What  shall  it  profit  h6 
What  shall  the  harvest  170 
When  all  my  labors  and  136 
When  I  have  reached  the  137 
When  I  survey,  Woodb'y  236 
When  I  survey,  Excell  149 
When  love  shines  in  ..i_'o 
When  the  clouds  of  ....  69 
When  the  curtains  are  132 
When  the  roll  is  ....134 
When  the  saints  are  ..148 
\\'hen  the  storms  of  life  25 
When  thr  trumpet  of  ..134 
When  troubled  my  soul  21 
When  upon  life's  billows  65 
Where  ,£E  leads  me  ...  28 
Where  he,  Showalter  88 
Where    he    leads.    Black    113 

Where   is   my   boy    150 

\Miile  shepherds  watched  154 
While  we  pray  and  while  178 
White  harvest  fields  i63 
Whoever  shall  open  his  47 
Whom    having   not   seen   24 

Why  not  now?   178 

Will  there  be  any  ....  145 
Will  your  anchor  hold  ..180 
Work,  for  the  night  is  256 
Would  you  be  a  sunbeam?  92 

Y 
Ye    are    the    llglit    of    the    97 
You    MAY   have  the    ....    6o 

You    OUGHT    TO    know     MY    86 


